Being here has really changed me every which way. Ya maybe I eat or dress a little differently now, but never-mind that. It’s not always just the French influence of thought either. Being here has ultimately helped form into more of myself (and more of a young adult). I find that I’ve been able to realize things I would of never thought before, try new interests I would of done before, I’ve become more independent, and ultimately much more self confident. It’s all being out of the comfort zone and challenging yourself to adapt to the real world.
Author: Angelea Ennamorato
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Cracking the French Code: Á La Classe
Wow, it has been over a month since I’ve last blogged or zerged my Facebook with a million pictures! Time has went by way too fast…I’ve already starting my first vacation here, and its two weeks long (vacances de la Toussaint)! What would be a better way to start it off then a blog post to home? After all, it would be nice to sit down and chill for once; my head has been spinning around too fast lately, and though that might make me a great Halloween character, no one would allow me to go to their house and ask for candy in that case!
Anyways, today I’m going to take you all to the French classroom – after all I’ve spent my time there, and with 9 weeks under belt, I hope I can at least call myself an [amateur] expert. So, allons-y!
In France, just like for the SAT, everyone freaks out, loses their hair, kicks, screams, directs their prayers, all towards the infamous B.A.C. With no clue of anything anyone said my first week, I still understood the importance of doing well on the single standardized test that determines if your life is accompanied by the career of your dreams or as pooper scooper at the zoo. As the teachers have reiterated the word a few times too many in deep, suspenseful, spooky tones (with 2 lighting bolts striking down and a witch with broom going by screeching “hehehehe” in sight through grand French windows). Preparation for the B.A.C is what teachers almost entirely base their lessons, tests, and lectures on. If you thought “teaching the test” was a concern in the U.S, wait until you sit in on a class in France!
The B.A.C, and the French school system in general, is not the same for everyone as students are divided into séries, or section courses. I believe the students choose the general direction they want to go (for example economics, literary, or scientific) and then there are different levels of difficulty for their choosing (for example terminal TeS is much more basic than 1eS, or premiere economique et sociale). I’m not exactly sure how difficulty level is determined as I had zero choice in all matters (I’ve arrived in France and was told I was in 1S1, or premiere scientifique) but I do know that the courses are tailored to the students in these set classes. Thus, your schedule is almost entirely with the same exact students doing the same specialized school work related to the série. This is unlike the US in that classes at home, such as Biology, will be the same for all except those in AP and honors. In the US, you also play mix and match with the courses you prefer and with possibly only a handful of the same students for each class.
This makes for students themselves associating for the most part within their own série (for example 1S1 sticks with people of 1S1, TeS sticks with TeS). Not that there are any rivalries (I think there are actually) but the kids are with the same 30-35 others for as long as 8:00-5:30. I would assume for the previous years too since the séries have to be chosen early on as I’m told. Furthermore, the lunch hours are not in sync for the majority. As a result, the greater “Freshman” or “Jr” class community of hundreds doesn’t exist at all, rather you are restrained to the “we are the 1S1 [or insert here] class of 35 kids.”
Going back to the actual academics, my teachers have all been, in some sense, understanding of my situation and mission here. I really do appreciate some of them who have really went out of their way to further my progress with some 1 on 1 attention. Nevertheless, the courses are nothing short of daunting. In France, the teachers favor a strict lecture teaching philosophy, where the whole hour period will just be the teacher speaking and the kids jotting down notes. I think we can all imagine how that works out for foreigners like myself! Things definitely are getting better though. The first week I was just sitting there in class with my jaw dropped down with some daydreams of a blip floating by with a banner “what the freak is going on!”. A month in, I was able to pick up glimmers of ideas, and now (9 weeks) there are times where I walk out of class feeling like I grasped the basic concept. It’s a struggle with strong winds, but if you don’t let the light go out, you’ll just one day have something spectacular come about when its sunny.
No school can be without its dreadful exams of course, and you wouldn’t want to count the French one out! For the good news, there is only one exam allowed per week. Each exam however, is of one subject, and can be from 2-4 hours long. That’s just about as long as an AP exam, each week! They are insurmountable if you plan on a 90% +. The French just laugh when you mention 18/20 or 19/20 (20/20 is the max grade). Consider 15 + an A and the mean score 10. While these exams may seem terrible, there is an upside in that you always know what to expect and thus prepare yourself. The subject of the exam for each week for the whole year is preplanned. Each student receives a copy of the schedule at the beginning of the year, so no surprises! Except of course, teachers somehow figured out that they still have the freedom to hand out quizzes, so never be too comfortable.
To put a wrap on this, I would like to say that I’m grateful to everyone that has been so welcoming at the school. From the kids to even the school administrators, who like to checkup on me and see how I’m doing. I hope that everyone at their schools at home or elsewhere in the states realize how much of both a blessing and a challenge it is to be a study abroad student, and that if they run into any foreign kids from Asia, Europe, or such that they engage them! It will not only make their day, it goes a long way to their progress and they will really appreciate a local’s efforts. Don’t fret if you don’t know their language either, they came to study English just like I’m here to study French.
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Cracking the French Code: The First Few Weeks
My first blog! With that I’ll say bonjour to all my friends, family, and other persons reading who are interested in embarking on an adventure abroad similar to mine. A lot of people have been asking me, whether it’s via text, Skype, email, or Facebook, (thank you for interest!),about how my time here studying abroad in France has been. For the most part, I’ve been pretty vague with my responses. Thus today, I’m going to make it up to you guys by answering all of your questions and more below.
Question 1: What is it “like” to be over there/studying abroad?
It’s “like” everything. You’re happy, intrigued, confused, exhilarated, curious, amused, confused, fatigued at the end of the day, sometimes a little blue as you miss the people and particular ways and things from home, and everything in-between. There’s nothing quite like living across the sea; one experiences all of these emotions nearly every day (whether it’s a large, middle, or small dose that you may not even be aware, it’s going to hit you). That’s why I can never respond with a simple “oh it’s good”, “it’s awesome/fantastic, or “I’m having a blast” because it doesn’t really express or serve the adventure justice. Neither does it take the first week to realize that you’re not taking 1 year vacation; France is your new home away from home.
Is that thought a little frightening, or actually intriguing? Well, both of course! That is the awesome thing, if you like to take chances. Studying abroad (or living abroad) gives you so many more opportunities that no mere tourist could ever find the surface of. Every day I’m immersed like a sponge in a bubble bath with this: new culture, quite confusing French high school, refined and only the most delicious cuisine, a foreign language that can be both musical and fun to speak, the cool wet weather, places of historical value and adventure, and friendly people that I become acquainted with every day (some of which I’ve already become close to as friends despite the grandiose language barrier).
Question 2: What is your daily life in France? What is school like?
Daily life in France (in Normandy to be exact) is just like home as I steadily become more and more accustomed to the French culture and customs. At the same time, it’s a daily life of learning, enjoying, and discovering. During the weekdays, I wake up (as hibernation is not until winter), and get ready. I have a breakfast consisting of homemade bread with numerous choices for confitures that the grandmother handcrafted from the locally grown and renowned pommes (French for apples) with a cup of café, tea, orange juice, or hot chocolate. School, for the most part, is lectures that I attempt to understand as I write down the words I hear (or what I think I hear). School hours are all over the place. On some days, school is from 8-5:30. Every other Friday is 9-5:30, Wednesdays are 9-11:55, Tuesdays are 8-3:30, and Thursday, well, your out when your out. For lunch, my host brother and I return home and break bread (literally). We eat with the older brother, whatever sister that’s in town, and the parents who come home for break every now and then. Even these lunches are 3-4 course. On Thursday afternoons, there are insane exams that are between 2-5 hours long. These exams are in whatever class that’s chosen for the week to have a test. everyone says it’s impossible to get a 100% on these. Luckily for me, the teachers only ask me to try what I can and to not worry as long as they see a progression.
Question 3: What is family life like?
After school, do your homework of course. Afterwards, it’s a bit different. In general, the French family spends a lot of time together. Until the parents get home, the kids mostly do what they want. Everyone is downstairs, not locked up in their rooms. Whether it’s playing a board game, listening to music, having a snack, watching TV or film, reading a book, or playing around on Facebook, there is a lot of interaction together. When the parents get home, you discuss how your day was for a little bit, and much of the same as before until dinner is ready at roughly around 8’clock. Meals in France are always a big deal, as it’s a gathering. Whether it’s pasta on the dinner table, or pizzas on the table set by the TV, it is a time to enjoy the meal together and enjoy each other’s company.
Now for the weekends: they are amazing! They are the time for excursion. It’s the time for taking a scuba dive into the heart of the French lifestyle. Saturday and Sundays are days of friends, leisure/relaxation, activities, day trips, maybe a film, taking a stroll through centre-ville with an ice cream cone or a pepito in hand while people watching, regarding the festivals, open markets, sport events, or noting all the lovely French architecture and hitting some shops along the way. The cities are entirely integrated in France. You can walk anywhere (or if not you can take the tramway). You can visit all the little specialty boutiques for school, clothing, adventure and travel, spices and teas, or culinary delights, as one of my teachers loved her students to say. Box plotted zones for ginormous superstores and chain restaurants followed by a freeway that separates all the tract homes on the other side? Definite no! Of course there are supermarkets in France. They usually are to the exterior of the city, by the corn fields.
Question 4: What is the food like?
As far as food goes, the weekend lunches and dinners in France are sort of a celebration. Before the meals, notably when guests are over, everyone sits around and has a drink. The drink could be wine, beer, juice, or a specialty drink. Sometimes there are some nuts or dried fruit set out as well. After that, the meal commences (almost always on the dining room table, or if not, outside for a BBQ! Not when it’s raining however, then you’re back inside). The first course is called the entrée, reserved for the hors d’oeuvres, which could be anything from a slices of fruit (melon seems to be very popular), vegetables (sliced cucumbers, tomatoes, stuffed avocados with a tuna like filling), shrimp, to a quite refined version of potato salad. The 2nd course is the main course, le plat, which could be the world of things. I might need another post dedicated to the food of France! For the most part, however, it always extracts wonderful savory flavors from market fresh vegetables (tomatoes and mushrooms notably). Even the worst of ingredients, such as the dreadful canned sardine that is abhorred in the United States, can be one of the tastiest things you’ll ever eat in this country. Tartine aux sardines it goes by. It’s a cross between a pizza and a pie, with juicy slices of tomatoes topped with melting mozzarella and sardines.
At the end of a course, there are plenty of juices or sauce leftover on the plate (which is nearly always) calling for bread! We all know how much the French love their bread; it’s always on the table. No bread, no meal. They dip and dash their bread all across the plate, soaking up all the juices, and make for the course 2 ½ . The third course notably includes bread. What comes out is a platter of fromage (cheese). Every day there seems to be a new cheese I’m introduced to. I astonished quite a few French people, in this city, who couldn’t believe an American actually enjoys their strong flavored cheeses. My favorite (of what I’ve tasted so far) would be the Roquefort.
The last and 4th course is what everyone was really waiting for: le désert! If there’s nothing that sends you to heaven for 10-15 minutes in France, you haven’t had a French pastry or 4th course. With an éclaire pistache you’ll even hear the angels singing. Find yourself coming to France in the near future? Stop by a bakery and pick one up. You’ll thank me later (your clothes will too as there is so much walking in France your pants will fall right down scolding you for not taking enough trips to the boulangerie-pâtisserie)
After the lunch meal on Sunday, (the breakfast in France is quite petite, the lunch is large, the dinners are like our lunches at home) there is a beginning of the week celebration. Champagne, and its glasses, comes out *ching* *ching*. Then the rest of the day is spent doing the activities I’ve described earlier. The dinner on Sunday is a little different, as the parents will usually have their own dinner together and the kids do what they want.
For now, I am going to wrap this first blog post up, and thank all of you for reading! Upcoming blogs should include more in-depths discussion on specific topics, like the cuisine, the French people and their lifestyle, their views on Americans, and other ideas that haven’t hit me yet. If you’re interested in either traveling abroad, for any purpose, (studying, working, or simply vacationing) but haven’t quite decided on where you would like to go, I would suggest visiting http://soniastravels.com. This site is for good-humored samples of quite a few places in the world (and travel tips). You can also record some of the House Hunters International, at home, if you have cable. Both can be great inspirations!