In 10 days, I’ll embark on an adventure full of firsts. My first time on an airplane, my first time in another country, my first time in an airport, my first time travelling alone, and the first time that I can’t use English to get my point across. Am I scared? Absolutely. Excited? If only you knew.
In 10 days, I’ll be living out one of my dreams since I began taking French in high school. I had the chance once before to travel to France with my friends and high school French teacher, but unfortunately, couldn’t afford it. I kept dreaming of studying abroad in France once I began college, but that dream was crushed when my mother became unemployed and my father became disabled. I lost all hope at that time. I thought I would never get to leave the states – boy was I wrong.
Thanks to my college French professor, I learned about a scholarship through the National French Honor Society to study abroad in either France or Canada. It was a shot in the dark, but I sent in the application. I kept telling myself that I wouldn’t get picked, but I was pleasantly surprised when I got an e-mail saying I was chosen for one of the 3 scholarships to study abroad in France. I cried, called everyone I knew, and started researching everything I could about the area, travelling, and daydreaming during class about what was to come of my summer.
All of this could not have come at a better time. Just when I was about to quit my dreams of being a French teacher because I had lost my love for the language and culture, my hope was restored. I couldn’t have been more blessed to see my hard work thus far blossom.
With a multitude of emotions, I can only hope I pack enough things, leave enough room to bring back souvenirs, and brush up on my French enough to make this summer the best summer yet.
See you soon, Aix!
In 10 days, I’ll be living out one of my dreams since I began taking French in high school. I had the chance once before to travel to France with my friends and high school French teacher, but unfortunately, couldn’t afford it. I kept dreaming of studying abroad in France once I began college, but that dream was crushed when my mother became unemployed and my father became disabled. I lost all hope at that time. I thought I would never get to leave the states – boy was I wrong.
Thanks to my college French professor, I learned about a scholarship through the National French Honor Society to study abroad in either France or Canada. It was a shot in the dark, but I sent in the application. I kept telling myself that I wouldn’t get picked, but I was pleasantly surprised when I got an e-mail saying I was chosen for one of the 3 scholarships to study abroad in France. I cried, called everyone I knew, and started researching everything I could about the area, travelling, and daydreaming during class about what was to come of my summer.
All of this could not have come at a better time. Just when I was about to quit my dreams of being a French teacher because I had lost my love for the language and culture, my hope was restored. I couldn’t have been more blessed to see my hard work thus far blossom.
With a multitude of emotions, I can only hope I pack enough things, leave enough room to bring back souvenirs, and brush up on my French enough to make this summer the best summer yet.
See you soon, Aix!