Quote of the week :

"Be what you are. This is the first step toward becoming better than you are."
                                                                Julius Charles Hare

Samedi 6 juin 2009 6 06 /06 /Juin /2009 16:29
Well, I think this is it: end of the academic year over here, so end of this weblog!!

I think it was a great idea to ask us to write in English on a blog, I really enjoyed it even though I wish I had been able to write more (but without internet it is quite difficult...)

This year was just fantastic, i'm so happy and proud of being a part of this new world. And I hope I will still be there in september (yeaaah... the exams weren't that fun...)

Anyway, time for me to go and wish you all the best !!
xxx
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Lundi 18 mai 2009 1 18 /05 /Mai /2009 17:34
"In my youth, I used to be really busy. Picking huge shiny things here, putting them down there. From times to times, I crawled up the couch, to observe all this space I could nearly touch. And when I finally got at the top of it, I applauded myself and I laughed a lot, happy of coming out unscathed of that hazardous climbing when I could have fallen back many time on my journey up there.

Sometimes my uncle played guitar for me. He was a very talented musician. You’ve never met his like in the entire world. I could have stared at his hand forever for they were moving really fast and yet making such a nice melody. I even tried to play once but I found out it was much better from my point of view, sitting on the carpet with a bear and a monkey known as Bob-Bob-Boul.

My favourite time of the day was breakfast or lunch or snack or dinner. For some reasons that I’ve never really understood, everybody was watching me, miming sounds or making funny faces. So I looked back at them all and smiled, because it made them happy. What made me crossed though, was when somebody emptied half the spoon before me, just to taste if it wasn’t too hot, or too salted.

As a kid, I was very good at drawing. I pictured the world just as perfect as it was at that time. Clouds were round as oranges, the sky was a large blue rectangle at the top of my sheet, and people were so happy that their smiles were bigger than their face.

Then I became a grown up and at the age of six, I was much more mature.

My characters had only five fingers on each hand, the chimney stopped smoking when the sun was shining on my drawing, and people shrank so they fitted the size of the house. I learnt how to read ghost stories to Bob-Bob-Boul, so well that he sometimes started quaking when I wasn’t watching.

I also sang along when my uncle played guitar, and he was very pleased with it. However, it was less fun to have dinner because I had to carve the meat myself and I couldn’t avoid spinach on Thursdays.

But the good thing about being as responsible as we are at that age is that I could teach my new little brother everything I knew. I had much trouble making him understand that the grass couldn’t be red and that the sky was everywhere around in the drawing, but he really enjoyed playing with my toys in his own special way of putting them in his mouth and dribbling everywhere on them. When I was sad, he used to sit down next to me, grab my hand and look dolefully in the same direction as me without any word. If I was really upset, he even offered me his teddy bear, and it filled me with happiness.

I was very proud every time I made him laugh, by sticking my tongue up my nose, squinting or having the hiccups. Then he used to hug me and dribble on my shoulder, which meant thank you in a two year old’s language.
"

Maybe I read a bit too much of Winnie the Pooh, or I listened to my boyfriend speaking of his niece too much, but still, I think it changes of the whole "become a rockstar" thing, and it sometimes feels good :)

 <- I love Leon !
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Jeudi 14 mai 2009 4 14 /05 /Mai /2009 18:18


I hate the word "throughout"...
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Mercredi 13 mai 2009 3 13 /05 /Mai /2009 12:28

You know, life is all about choices. Mine is to write 500 words rather than 250, and record an existing text. Not that I don't like to talk to the whole class at 8.30 in the morning, but I'm not sure they'll be interested in my story :)

So I had to find a video/audio file with a transcription. Didn't really know what I wanted to talk about, so I thought "why not talking complete nonsense ??" and I picked the script of Monty Python's Holy Grail. If you don't know this film, well... just watch it !!

I just chose the narrator's lines, because I wasn't in the mood of playing all the other characters :P
Here it is...

"The wise Sir Bedemir was the first to join King Arthur's knights, but other illustrious names were soon to follow: Sir Launcelot the Brave; Sir Galahad the Pure; and Sir Robin the Not-quite-so-brave-as-Sir-Launcelot who had nearly fought the Dragon of Agnor, who had nearly stood up to the vicious Chicken of Bristol and who had personally wet himself at the Battle of Badon Hill; and the aptly named Sir Not-appearing-in-this-film.  Together they formed a band whose names and deeds were to be retold throughout the centuries, the Knights of the Round Table."

...

 

"Defeat at the castle seems to have utterly disheartened King Arthur.  The ferocity of the French taunting took him completely by surprise, and Arthur became convinced that a new strategy was required if the quest for the Holy Grail were to be brought to a successful conclusion.  Arthur, having consulted his closest knights, decided that they should separate, and search for the Grail individually.  Now, this is what they did."


...
 

"Sir Launcelot had saved Sir Galahad from almost certain temptation, but they were still no nearer the Grail.  Meanwhile, King Arthur and Sir Bedemir, not more than a swallow's flight away, had discovered something.  Oh, that's an unladen swallow's flight, obviously. I mean, they were more than two laden swallow's flights away -- four, really, if they hadn't a cord of line between them. I mean, if the birds were walking and dragging—

CROWD:  Get on with it!

NARRATOR:  Oh, anyway, on to scene twenty-four, which is a smashing scene with some lovely acting, in which Arthur discovers a vital clue, in which there aren't any swallows, although I think you can hear a starling -oolp!"


...
 

"And so Arthur and Bedemir and Sir Robin set out on their search to find the enchanter of whom the old man had spoken in Scene 24. Beyond the forest they met Launcelot and Galahad, and there was much rejoicing.

ALL:  Yay!  Yay!

NARRATOR:  In the frozen land of Nador they were forced to eat Robin's minstrels.  And there was much rejoicing.

ALL:  Yay!

NARRATOR:  A year passed.  Winter changed into Spring.  Spring changed into Summer.  Summer changed back into Winter.  And Winter gave Spring and Summer a miss and went straight on into Autumn.  Until one day..."

...

 

"As the horrendous Black Beast lunged forward, escape for Arthur and his knights seemed hopeless.  When, suddenly, the animator suffered a fatal heart attack.  [ulk]  The cartoon peril was no more.  The Quest for the Holy Grail could continue."


The recording will be online soon !!

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Mercredi 22 avril 2009 3 22 /04 /Avr /2009 17:47
Just because I'll forget it if I don't write them down now :

"Hoping that this cake will make her grow or shrink too, she eats it."

"She has to run away to avoid being trampled under its feet."

"Alice politely tries to tolerate her presence, although she keeps digging her sharp chin in to her shoulder."
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