Self Revelation: One year gone

I realized today, because I said it out loud at French class. Yes, I’m taking french class again. sigh. I have lived in Brussels for over a year. One year and two months to be more precise. It sounds like such a long time. Somehow it hit me. What have I accomplished in this year? 1) For starters I figured out how to work in a new job. 2) I…

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A Canadian learning French in Belgium

I started French classes. Yeah, I finally caved. After years of vowing to never take French, I have been coerced by the question “You’re Canadian! Don’t you speak French?” and the loneliness of verbal isolation to start learning. I must be the only person, wait, the only female on this planet who does not like the French language. It’s supposed to be all romantic and sweet, but to me it…

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“You’re from Canada! Don’t you speak French?”

Living in Belgium, where French is one of the national languages, I get this remark a lot: “you’re Canadian and you don’t speak French?” It’s quite shocking to every European I’ve come into contact with. In Belgium, there are three official languages: Flemish (60%), French (40%), and German (1%). Flemish is spoken mainly in Flanders (in northern Belgium -the pretty touristic part) and French in the Wallonia (the south). I’m…

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