Friday, October 29, 2010

The Crack


So how is Paris? Well in short Paris is great!

Week 2

I started working properly last week (before I was just observing) and it’s actually fun. So what exactly do I do? I am a English teaching assistant, and as I am a native speaker the lycée wants me to do exactly that – just talk, which of course I like very much. Basically, the students have an oral exam at the end of the year and it’s my job to prepare them for that or to help them prepare for that and so i need to get them talking as much as possible. However, i have carte blanche and I can do whatever i want as long as i make the students animated and conversational. At first, I was taking whole classes, which I won’t lie was a new and challenging experiences for me; taking an entire class of 18-20 students who are about 18-21 yrs old (yes TINY age gap) for an entire hour.

The French academy doesn’t give you any formal training and so you’re just thrown into the deep end ......HEAD FIRST. But anyway it went pretty well and I handled myself nicely, i got positive reviews from all the teachers who said they were really impressed wiv ma class and the students also said they liked it – the teachers told me so. So that went really well.
But things have changed now, and now I mainly take small groups – 6-8 students from a class and do the same with them, but just in smaller groups in order to facilitate participation. It’s going pretty well to be honest. The students are really nice and so they try hard even though some of them (most) have a really low level of English and so I can only do simple activities like role plays, little games like guess who etc.
However I must say, it feels really good to be in a charge of people. I mean i've had various positions before but for some reason working as a teacher feels completely new. This is certainly a managerial role which will give me LOTS to talk about in the future and I’ve only worked 2 weeks. MAGNIFIQUE non?

What else, oh yeah did i mention that im a bit of a celebrity at school? I’ve got the whole new kid on the block thing going for me. Not only do the students like ma lessons, they seem to like the fact that im not old either lol. Im a cross between a student and a rather attractive young man thank you GENETICS. So i get a bit of attention lol. For example, on ma first day some girl told me she loved me, and since then i’ve been asked for marriage!!! It’s hilarious.
It’s like the girls are for men starved here. Oh yeah i’ve got one class of just 18 girls!! Who happen to be unnecessarily attractive!! Yes sometimes it is difficult to concentrate, especially as they are all rather eager to know how old I am, but of course I REFUSE to tell them that im only a few years older than them and that some of them are OLDER than me. That will be my little secret for the year. Oh yeah the girl who proposed to me was dismayed because I said she was too young for me, but in truth she was older than me. Hahahhaahha
What else is funny at school, oh yeah i’ve been pretending that I don’t understand any French, even got a dictionary out in my last lesson and pretended to look up a definition – that is DEDICATION my friend. It’s because the French mindset is that they llooooovvvveee having things translated, so as soon as they discover i speak French, they will ask me to translate everything or they will, and that will just be rubbish. I’ve almost been caught several times...i wonder how long i can keep up the charade. Bonne chance a moi!

One thing that i really don’t like is that I’ve got about 30-40 students in total, if i count both schools and of course we can’t be ‘friends’ or anything coz that will bypass the student teacher relationship. And well it is extremely rubbish, not only is that a massive social network I can’t use but like i said, some of my students r MARRIAGE material. JEEZ!!!!! Mais c’est la vie.

Apart from at school, i found myself going out way too much and sleeping during the day but it’s really fun. Ive made a massive social network from just being willing to put myself out there – got friends from football, basketball, this one guy from Creteil université and then all the other british assistants around. So if im not invited somewhere to do something one night – it’ll only be because im ASLEEP and haven’t had the chance to check ma mail or text messages. Ca marche alors non?

But although this is  all good and well, it leads to one resounding outcome, me being, systematically, categorically, without doubt STINKING BROKE. Even though i get paid from my assistant job (get ma salary at the end of this month, can’t wait), it’s not nearly enough. So im going to get a second job i’ve decided. I need it. Apparently, i already planned on having one when i looked in ma financial plan for 2010-2011 (i’m ahead of ma self haaahahaha) so all will be well. There are lots of opportunities to be an English tutor to kids here but that doesn’t really interest me seeing as im doing that already – i think its best to get a wide variety of experiences while i’m here. So ive asked a friend for a job at a restaurant where she works, and my other friend from basketball who i ran into today said there might be an opening as an interpreter where he works which I think would be invaluable for a linguist like me.....so fingers crossed.

Now what do i not like?
FRENCH ADMINISTRATION, is perhaps the most annoying thing on this planet. These French people love admin too much, it’s like they have a personal vendetta against trees and they just like making you sign documents and read lots of paper!!!! I mean since when do you need a PASSPORT to get a simcard? What in case i fly away with your stupid 5 euro sim you want my digital passport? ARRANT NONSENSE.
And some of these people who work for the state either have the weirdest sense of humour i have ever seen or are just plain STUPID. Can you believe i spent 5 minutes arguing with some dumb woman when I was trying to get my social security number that I AM EUROPEAN. She didn’t believe néérlandais or people from Pays Bas are dutch. I should have slapped her 7 times, one for each day of the week! It was only when she went on the internet to cheack that she believed me. I repeat, STUPID WOMAN.
Anyway that’s just a little steam i had to let off.

What else, oh yeah ma housemates, they are nice, very nice in fact – but everyone is so independent and solitary here. Last year at uni when I was staying wiv ma m8’s, we did everything together – sports, going out, eating, an unhealthy amount of fifa 10. It was like a home away from home, but French people or perhaps just ma colocateurs are not like that. Everyone gets back from wherever and then just goes to their rooms, there is no communal activity. I mean no one is NOT nice or intentionally reclusive, but it’s just a different culture. Im still determined to break the barrier and get everyone out and about together, bonne chance a moi alors!!!!!

So yeah i’ve rambled a bit apologies. But i’ve got everything sorted now in ma life i think. Got ma bank card/account, travel pass, got ma sports clubs (although im injured atm) PUTAIN, i couldn’t handle the deadly (pun intended) training sessions. Got ma social security, work timetable, familiar with student level etc, good social network, going out a lot bla bla.
I just need to get a second job, where i must earn at least 500 euros a month in – yes ive written it down somewhere in my financial planning so it must be like that. I have no idea why at the moment, but as i wrote it i think it's okay to trust myself and so i guess il obey myself (funny right). 
On another note, I need to get uninjured and back into sport and gym so im in good shape. And oh yeah,  i would like a girlfriend, preferably one that that speaks French, as I think that would be a really good way to learn the language. Not only am i looking, im actively on the hunt. Yes i’ve had little success so far, so what? This stupid language barrier is annoying quand on essaie de draguer les filles (chat up girls). But fear not, i learn quickly.

Anyway so as not to hurt your eyes further i’ll end there for now. Over and out.

P.S. (yes i don’t really care that much about your eyes), started a French dictionary/word book of all the new words/phrases i learned and its already 6 pages long...... front to back. I think the weirdest word ive learned is Nappy, yes I have no idea how that came up in a conversation either. 

L'entrée

Week 1
The first week in Paris, it has gone by pretty quickly and I've got quite a bit to say.

Living:
The house is nice, my room is big and my flatmates are nice, so I can’t complain there. However they are always busy, so we rarely ever see each other, which is not what im used to – me and my housemates did everything together last year at university, but it’s quite clear here that that’s only going to happen on the weekends if at all.
As for my hostess, I like her as a person but I really don’t like her as a landlord.  Perhaps it’s the language barrier or something but I feel sometimes that she’s treating me like a child and I won’t have it. For example, to get my attention, she only comes to the stairs and then shouts  (yes shouts) CHARLES, CHARLES, CHARLES, like she’s my mother and that I need to arrive immediately. Well she’s not my mother, and I don’t have to listen to her. Also she says things as if they are rules – like come unload the dishwasher, don’t do this, don’t do that and it’s testing my patience. I feel better that she treats everyone like this so it’s not just me, it’s just her personality. The only reason I haven’t  said anything yet is because I haven’t even been here a week and she is really a nice person when not being a tenant and so I’m going to give her the benefit of the doubt for the moment.
However, if things continue, in the NICEST way possible, I will make it clear to her that although I am a tenant in her house, I pay for my room and am not her son. So - don’t treat me like a kid, treat me like an adult because I am one and we will get along fine. Otherwise we will have issues, but I would rather we got along. Capiche?

Challenges:
- Obviously there’s the language barrier, but its more than just that, people don’t really accommodate for you as much as I had hoped. At work (working as an English language assistant) – even my English co-worker speaks to me in French, and like im her equal, not as someone who barely understands what she’s saying lol.
Makes it harder to make myself understood as people don’t like waiting for me to finish my sentences, often try and finish them for me with a bad outcome. Same for social integration, cracking jokes, making friends, or just being my usual self – someone who loves talking, well it makes life that much harder.
Unfortunately this stupid language thing applies to everything, sending a post, opening a bank, registering at school. I know it must be like this at the start, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it :-)

Travel:
 I live outside paris so getting to work takes me about an hour – that’s to one school, the other is bout 40 mins. But im not too bothered bout dat yet, well i dunno, I might be in the future but I haven’t really started work and it’s only four days a week so I don’t know. There’s a bus just outside the house that goes to the metro so that’s cool.
However, if it’s about travelling around my town then that’s another story – all the simple things I want to do, like go shopping, or go to the gym, or mainly join sports clubs etc, all the locations are really close – too close to make a bus waste of time, but not close enough so that going by foot becomes an absolute mission. For example, to go to football training today– I had to walk there and back – took me an hour. No point getting a bus because it wouldn’t help.

So I really want to get a bike, but they are ridiculously expensive, went to the shopping centre and the cheapest one I could find is 120 euros. Also, I don’t want do anything yet to commit myself to my current location like buying a bike, coz i mite move if i don’t like it here once i start work.
On the other hand, my landlord’s son offered for me to use his bike as he has a car and a motorbike which is great! But it’s broken, and asking him to fix it well it’s awkward, so im not quite sure to handle that yet, especially as I hardly see him and whenever he gets home he’s tired anyway.

- However the most troubling thing I’ve found so far, which i wasn’t prepared for at all is not being a student! For the first time in my life im not a student and its very, very, very different. I don’t get student discount on anything, I can’t meet people at my university, and I can’t use university facilities. So add that to language barrier and joining clubs as an adult is STUPIDLY expensive, like 150 euros for the year (and you have to join for the year straight up), travel cards cost twice as much, making friends and meeting people just went up a few levels, especially when you don’t know where on earth you’re supposed to go!!!

Now, that might have sounded like I’m having a bad time, but I’m not, I just needed someone to vent too. In retrospect, i’ve only been here a week and all by myself ive:
- Completely explored my town
- Gone to my school, met all the teachers there, registered etc
- Opened a bank account, got social security number, got a travel card
- Met a lot of people by going on various 3 hours walks (no im not joking) exploring the town
- Been to basketball, football and table tennis training sessions, made friends, made myself known
- Got a potential job offer in Opera (apparently really expensive place in Paris) where they give up to 200 euros in tips daily – YES PLEASE
- Completely familiarised myself with the travel system here, bus, train, metro so I don’t need a map or aid anymore
All this in 6 days, you might say I’m proud of myself.

As for the rest of my week:
- Wednesday, got a party for all the assistants in paris, then dash back for basketball training, then head out for drinks (hopefully) with this Canadian guy i met here who’s keen to speak English but who doesn’t mind me speaking French to him
- Thursday, meeting at my school to discuss my role and working hours, renew my resident permit,  meet some friends in paris, dash back for football training 8-10 pm. Head out again for Erasmus (foreign students) night with someone i met here.
- Friday, recover.

So all in all, i don’t think I could have done more since I’ve been here and I think i’m going to like France.....a lot  :-)