I’ve got plenty of time to kill here before I leave, so I might as well keep writing until the website is completely up and running and I’m gone. Other future assistants are starting to buy plane tickets because they’re cheaper now than they will be in the future, but I’m completely broke. I guess I need to get used to it.
I’m about to graduate with a degree in French, so you might ask why I studied French. I ask myself the same thing. It all started in 8th grade. It was time to pick a foreign language to study in school, and I was dating a French girl who I wanted to impress. Two weeks later, after I could tell her nothing more than if her pencil was on or under the table, we broke up. Great. I was stuck studying some language for no reason, while all of my friends were studying Spanish. That would have been at least practical, because there are so many Spanish speakers in the area.
I hated French like everyone else in my class did. When I moved and made a friend who was also studying French (click click), he convinced me to take an AP French course because he really liked the teacher. I took it just to have a friend in the class, and ended up loving it. Class was fun – Mr. Swope was hilarious and good at what he did. After that, I took another class with him and also enjoyed it, then continued to take it in college. After a while, I realized that this was something I liked. I wouldn’t mind being a cool teacher when I grew up, so I stuck with French. Now I’m not fluent, but I’m moving to France to hopefully improve my language skills. And to think that it all started with an 8th grade crush.
It was a tough choice, majoring in French. I’ve always been an average French student, and I realized that it wasn’t practical. Still, I decided to do it because I enjoyed it. Perhaps it’s my youth-like idealism that makes me think I can be happy without money, but I hope it doesn’t change. I never counted on my degree leading to financial wealth, but hopefully it will lead me to a career that makes me happy.
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