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When I looked up on my walk home from school today that is what I saw, about fifteen lines of cloud zigzagging across the crystal blue sky as the sun sank along a bank of thunderclouds, sitting in pockets if I looked down streets facing west or east. If its clear when I wake up in the morning, its still dark, but when I walk to school,� I literally walk between the sun rising and the moon setting...between the sun and the moon. And my mp3 player provides the soundtrack :)
Today is Friday, always a day of tension and celebration. Because today is the day that we present autocours to the rest of the class and our teachers, then we have a huge lunch celebration usually at Charliapos;s (cause her au pair family is out and we can have tea in the nice flat while the baby sleeps) and then we go back to watch the afternoon group. Lunch of course comes from the bakery right next tot he school where for about 15euros we get enough baguette sandwhiches and pastries for 4-5 people which we eat with copious amounts of tea. My british friends totally make me laugh It appears that our best friend group is being created, which now consists of english Matt, Sean and Charli plus Canadian Viktor and I, with Geoff and Raffi in and out. Weapos;re all making friends with the others, and Iapos;m enjoying grabbing some french pals too, but this is our core group. Weapos;re all going to Charliapos;s uncleapos;s place in the country on Sunday Heapos;s invited our little group to have lunch and go wondering in a REAL forest with his three large dogs. Needless to say I canapos;t wait.
On the job front, Iapos;ve been hired as a substitue for a group called Sing and Play, very happy :) Waiting to hear from two more schools for english and still looking.
Last night, went to my first theatre show at theatre du soleil in the middle of Bois de Vincennes Its the theatre started by Ariane Mnouchkine, who I wrote a huge paper about in uni and saw so mann pictures of the space and now I have seen it for REAL *huge grin* I will add new photos of this spot. It looks like an old hangar, but it was softly lit, with bowls of roses and candles in water, well priced drinks and tasty Parisienne delectables. Its painted red too, with faded buddhas along the high side of one wall., and blankets on the bleacher like seats because its not properly insulated and it looked like there was a sky light for tech purposes. The play, I understood although all in french, and I loved it, except for the very harsh subject matter of two twin boys during the 2nd world war who are abused and harrased to the point where they train themselves to not feel pain, hunger, ending in the death of their father, grandmother, loss of the mother too know idea where she goes after she drops them off at grandmaapos;s...last line of the play "There is a way to get across the border, you have to let someone go before you". As you can tell, I was quite affected by the cruel story :P. But I loved everything else about the show.
As you can probably also tell, my dear readers, I am a bit rambly tonight and not so good with details, because I am exhausted. I coughed way too much last night as my body is trying to heal by dispelling my cold, and Iapos;ve been on the go all day. But its Alexapos;s first friday here, and the others have invited us out to go watch some episodes of West wing or some such, so I must play some loud rock music and get myself jumpstarted for another hour or two.
my love to you all...happy weekend :)

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