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deux petits baguettes, Jeff et Alec
la ville de metz
About Me
- Jude Prashaw
- Blue Rocks, Nova Scotia, Canada
- Oh, oh, Canada, I'm back, at least for a little while. This loonie has returned to Canada after a way too long hiatus in the southeast region of the US of A. I have brought with me my husband, Jeff, a Canadian wanna be, our son Alec, a dual citizen, Canada/USA and Piper, our dog. Let our Canadian adventure begin!
St. Guilliame du Desert
Bastille Day Picnic
Hmmm, Next Hallowe'en Perhaps?
Le Jour de Bastille
the mayor and the first lady
Gee I 'm In Good Company
Marie et Christiane
Michel le maire de Lessy
He shoots, he fires
la cathedrale st entienne contrefort
Ludo et Janet Jackson
la chambre de Ludo
the roman aquaduct
La Rue dans Lessy
Les Enfants Jouent aux echecs
Rachel
1 comment:
I am reading our former Governor General Adrienne Clarkson's marvelous memoir, the Heart matters. Here from her chapter on Paris, her years there after university:" the big barrier to my being able to really burst into the home stretch in French was the pronunciation of r. Our professors asserted that no English person could ever do the proper r, which was pronounced from the back of the palate and not from the front, like the Italian and the Spanish. In fact, one instructor told us that all native English speakers seemed to have eggshells for lips, as though they were frightened of breaking them. He demonstrated, with an alarming explosion of his epiglottal appartus, the way in which French differed from our swallowed consonants. I despaired about this and used to walk around reading aloud signs with r in them, like restaurant and cordonnier. then one day near the Louvre, I looked up and saw the rue du Louvre sign and suddenly as I sasid rue out loud I realized that I had mastered the r."
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