Today was exchange night at la Perverie. All of the prospective "exchangers" meet up with people who have already participated in the program and see if it sounds right for them.
Madame Fabre, the exchange coordinator, thought it would be a great idea if the girl from New York and I talked a little bit about where we are from and our exchanges....
...in French.
...in front of about 60 people.
...great.
It actually wasn't bad at all. I thought I would get nervous, but I think I am now immune to embarassment. I just went up there and butchered their language, talking about how much I love France until they cut me off and moved on to the next person. It was great. I am really proud because I don't think that is something I could have done my first month of being here. Maybe I am getting slightly better after all, it's either that or I have just realized by now that it's not worth worrying about!
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I have a related story to tell you at some point :)
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