Last night I watched the French news channel - it's a good way to practise my listening comprehension, especially when it's news readers and politicians who speak more slowly and clearly, so as to be understood by the common (wo)man ;-) - and there's been a big dump of snow in Normandy, with "orange alerts" for some communities. Winter is definitely going down kicking and screaming in France!
This morning it's -3 degrees C at 6.30am so I reluctantly get the thermals out again. I really dislike them, they're so uncomfortable. It reminds me of when I was in primary school and I hated my school uniform - stiff shirt, tunic and tie (what's with that?) - and I used to have "tanties" about having to wear it (stop laughing Mum!).
At 7am I look out the window and it's snowing and the snow is settling in the courtyard and on my windowsill!
It looks beautiful (even the bins look pretty when they're covered in snow!) but somehow it's not quite so magical when you have to walk to school in it!!! This is the heaviest snowfall I've seen since I got here :-)
All morning, as we review our homework, learn how to express quantity (une question, deux problèmes, du café, des champignons) and learn some new vocabulary (le lait, les oeufs, une pomme de terre, un poulet, une saucisse........) we can see the snow continuing to fall steadily outside. By lunch time the cars that have been there all morning are covered in several centimetres of gorgeous white snow :-)
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