The destruction of tempête Zeus |
It is early March and the
March winds already seem to have joined forces with the April showers, leaving
the ground soggy and our trees were bent double as tempête Zeus attacked
from the north Atlantic yesterday.
We were lucky; a few power
flickers and some loose tiles on the barn seem rather insignificant when
compared to the loss of life, injuries, roof damage and long power cuts that
were reported in the news this morning. It certainly seems that lazy afternoons
spent in the garden followed by meals eaten in the shade of the terrace are a
long way off, even if I’ve spotted the first spring blossoms.
It is especially important at
this time of year to have something to keep me occupied, as the wind clattering
around the roof tiles is enough to drive me crazy.
Fun with languages - dictation |
On Saturday I joined some French friends at our village library to have ‘fun’ with the French language. It was one of our regular dictée (dictation) afternoons. I can’t really remember doing too much dictation at school, but it is still an important part of the French curriculum and whether it is because it brings back fond memories of childhood or maybe a kind teacher, our dictées are always popular events.
While some attend with the aim
of reproducing the chosen text without any spelling, grammar or misplaced
accent errors, I am not that hard on myself. For me it is a quiet moment of
concentration; I listen to the text, attempt to understand it and try to write
down every word, paying attention where possible to grammar and verb endings. Realistically
I know it is too fast (or rather I am too slow) to have the time to get it
correct. However, as the only non-native French speaker there, they are kind
and full of praise for what I do manage to achieve. I find that by focussing on
what I am hearing in order to write it down, I see and understand things (like
the dreaded liaisons – one word rolled into the next) that I often miss in a
spoken conversation. It is hard work, but good fun and our efforts are always
rewarded with cake, cider and friendly conversation afterwards.
Yesterday I was (hopefully)
helping French people have fun in English. Monday lunchtime is my weekly
English conversation club at the local secondary school, something I have been
involved in since 2009. A small group of 11 year olds give up their lunch break
to improve their spoken English by listening to real English people. The aim is
to play games in English, so we can help their confidence and vocabulary and
I’m sure they were glad to be out of the windy playground yesterday. I did
consider talking about the weather, as the wind howled around outside, but our
topic was food; something French people always seem to enjoy talking about and
playing a game that led to them saying “I am a chicken” certainly made them
laugh.
My afternoon was then spent at
the school of nursing attached to the hospital in Niort, where for the first
time I joined a team of volunteers who come in to talk to the student nurses,
in English. Every year a small group of students are selected to study abroad as part
of the Erasmus programme. This year two are off to Newcastle to work in
paediatrics and two are off to Poland, (where they are hoping English will be
spoken) to work in a surgical ward and as community nurses. The Erasmus student
exchange programme has been providing foreign exchange options for students
from within the European Union, thanks to cross-border cooperation between EU
states, since the late 1980’s. Once the UK has invoked Brexit, doors will close
for this programme, meaning a loss of opportunities for many students from the
UK and the EU.
As well as ‘playing’ at being
patients who have no spoken French, we also chatted in English about their
lives and the expectations of their trips; anything to help their vocabulary and
confidence in English. It was good fun and a good distraction from the
battering from Zeus, plus it’s always nice to be able to give back to the
community.
This post has been linked to Paulita's Dreaming of France blog link-up.
This post has been linked to Paulita's Dreaming of France blog link-up.
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