Did I ever tell you that MC's telephone ring is set as a fog horn? Truth. How many times have I spilt a glass of water, soup or cereal on myself as I've been eating? Too many. I'll be sitting in the kitchen, just enjoying my petit dejeuner and then the phone rings and I have a heart attack/stroke/dramatic body spasm. I live in a constant fear of the phone ringing. My heart can't take it. I may have become a little paranoid, just waiting... waiting for the next time someone feels the need to call up MC and have a little chat. It even makes MC jump which is saying something because she is mostly deaf.
Oh, that MC.
Moving on. Today I had the opportunity to listen to one of my classes practice a few songs that they will sing for their parents next week. After going through a couple, the chorister, who found out I was American, had the children sing "I Love Paris" in English.
My heart!
Their sweet voices filled the room and they wore expressions of pride as they sang with all of their little French hearts. They were so pleased to have me there and I have not felt more proud of my children than I did today. It made me cry! I adore them and then to hear them sing one of my theme songs for my Parisian experience only made my heart fall more in love with my life right now. It was such a lovely experience and even now as I write this my heart swells with love for my students. I do not know how I will be able to say goodbye.
J'adore mes petits bijoux.
-M
That choked me up. Precious. They will remember and love you forever.
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