Une petite interruption de cette histoire pour vous faire profiter d'un essai qu'a fait un djeun's pote en L sur une copie d'Anglais... A méditer :
Living in faraway countries would be a great unforgettable experience. Indeed, discovering a country, whatever the language, whatever the continent, the culture... by oneself is better than in a book or a classroom : we have "images" and also "sounds". The first months would be difficult, because of homesickness... But I would be happy to live in a different country, because I've wanted it... and especially, unfortenately, because I was forced to get out. In fact, France is becoming now a paradise with no angels, no Gods, no Godessesses... no money. To have money, in France, with a graduate diploma, you must play at the casino. And if you have the luck (rather the bad luck) to be an immigrant, or immigrant's son, rather from Southern countries, you have a very good welcoming in French flats, in French streets, in French factories and you'll be represented like any... guilty person because of your skin... Of course, my description is "too much". Nevertheless, it's even reality. Unemployment, increase of life cost, fool politicians and policies... What a hell ! I would be proud of learning another civilisation, another culture, ... and other way of living ... with jobs in the key.
In the same time, I think I would miss France. i love my country, despite the problems it has. I love Northern France where I was born. I love its history, its customs, its habits, its "ch'ti" language... It make s me happy to say "I'm from the North of France"... proud of my roots. Moreover, I would miss my parents, my brothers, my sisters... my family, my everything. Without them, I am nothing? With those examples, I would rather stay.
To put it in a nutshell, I'd prefer travel and settle in another state, to find the dream, this dream to have a better life. And after all, Humain beings are nomads.
Living in faraway countries would be a great unforgettable experience. Indeed, discovering a country, whatever the language, whatever the continent, the culture... by oneself is better than in a book or a classroom : we have "images" and also "sounds". The first months would be difficult, because of homesickness... But I would be happy to live in a different country, because I've wanted it... and especially, unfortenately, because I was forced to get out. In fact, France is becoming now a paradise with no angels, no Gods, no Godessesses... no money. To have money, in France, with a graduate diploma, you must play at the casino. And if you have the luck (rather the bad luck) to be an immigrant, or immigrant's son, rather from Southern countries, you have a very good welcoming in French flats, in French streets, in French factories and you'll be represented like any... guilty person because of your skin... Of course, my description is "too much". Nevertheless, it's even reality. Unemployment, increase of life cost, fool politicians and policies... What a hell ! I would be proud of learning another civilisation, another culture, ... and other way of living ... with jobs in the key.
In the same time, I think I would miss France. i love my country, despite the problems it has. I love Northern France where I was born. I love its history, its customs, its habits, its "ch'ti" language... It make s me happy to say "I'm from the North of France"... proud of my roots. Moreover, I would miss my parents, my brothers, my sisters... my family, my everything. Without them, I am nothing? With those examples, I would rather stay.
To put it in a nutshell, I'd prefer travel and settle in another state, to find the dream, this dream to have a better life. And after all, Humain beings are nomads.
