Classes bring back all the memories
The nice thing about attending French classes without being in a competition (having to book a class daily) is that I get to choose my favorite teachers whoI actually still remember.
Today I had a class with one of my favorite teachers and I have a class booked on Monday with another one.. Although it is nice to attend classes with them again, idk.. I had a strange feeling... a reminder of the days I took those classes with them, sitting in Starbucks after work, and before I leave to "the house" to cook or pick up on the way home my very late lunch/dinner and watch some Netflix then sleep, that was my routine.
A reminder of my mother for some reason..
The class I had today was a repeat of a class I had before, and I actually do remember when and where I took it before... It was a weekend.. I had a hint of nostalgia.. Back then, i didn't know that I'd take it again in Canada..
The teacher I am having a class with next week actually reminds me of nice days.. I remember I had a class with him on 31 Dec 2021 when I was in quarantine, I had woken up on an email from immigration, it was raining outside my hotel room, I was already in weird mental state of freedom.. it was a nice day of an early French class out in the balcony, sipping my Nescafe, while it was raining..
Today I had a class with one of my favorite teachers and I have a class booked on Monday with another one.. Although it is nice to attend classes with them again, idk.. I had a strange feeling... a reminder of the days I took those classes with them, sitting in Starbucks after work, and before I leave to "the house" to cook or pick up on the way home my very late lunch/dinner and watch some Netflix then sleep, that was my routine.
A reminder of my mother for some reason..
The class I had today was a repeat of a class I had before, and I actually do remember when and where I took it before... It was a weekend.. I had a hint of nostalgia.. Back then, i didn't know that I'd take it again in Canada..
The teacher I am having a class with next week actually reminds me of nice days.. I remember I had a class with him on 31 Dec 2021 when I was in quarantine, I had woken up on an email from immigration, it was raining outside my hotel room, I was already in weird mental state of freedom.. it was a nice day of an early French class out in the balcony, sipping my Nescafe, while it was raining..
31-35, F
