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— Passports. Why are you coming to the USA today, mam’ ?
The heavyweight officer looks up to me suspiciously. Can’t blame him. It’s 7 am on a cold November morning and we look like a mismatched pair of sleepy runaway
— Please step out of the vehicle and follow me.
He leaves inside the border station [...]
I first learned English when I was in junior high. It’s not that I wasn’t a good student : I just didn’t give a damn. Our teacher had been to England once, probably in the fifties. We had this stupid book about three friends, one American, one Irish and one English, and every year we [...]
I was tagged by Sebastien, the author of Chronically Sick But Still Thinking I Think (best drawings in the blogosphere, but he hates rabbits for some reasons…), on this meme.
Here it goes :
1) I was a tomboy when I was a kid and I have a lot of scars on my leg to prove [...]
We were three friends sit at a small wobbly wooden table, set half on the sidewalk, half on the curb side of the dusty road. We just came back from a bar where my roommate’s Chinese boyfriend was performing and we were starving, craving for a platter of jiaozi. It was a hot and humid [...]
I’m sitting at the kitchen table and papers are scattered everywhere. Three black pens on the side, two cups of tea and a pack of cigarettes in front of me. A pile of draft paper on hand and lots of patience. Lots of it.
Exactly two years ago, I was completing my immigration papers to stay [...]
Long day today… We got two flat tires in the middle of the freeway and spent almost the whole day at the garage trying to get that fixed. Oh well, at least, the Sens won the game !
While waiting at the garage, I read The Sun, a rag with a lot of bullshit in [...]
I’ve never been a morning person. Even though my high school days memories are slowly starting to fade, I still remember my last year. We had to attend classes Monday through Saturday starting at 8:00 am, and everyday was a struggle to get up. I would go to bed as early as I could but [...]
I was a student not that long ago. Now, I’m the teacher. I make the rules in my classroom where cell phones have to be switched off and notes must be taken.
My students are usually twice my age. They sometimes have an impressive background but they need me. They need French. According to the law [...]