“This [book] has been written against a background of both reckless optimism and reckless despair. It holds that Progress and Doom are two sides of the same medal; that both are articles of superstition, not of faith.” [1]
Earlier this year the World Press confirmed what I took months, saying the French are anal. Surveys showed that of all European countries, the French were the most pessimistic. Even though unemployment here and looks to Ireland, where GDP deficit is not alarming quarter of that of Spain, here the frenchies go screaming "End of the World!" In the streets. This made me think of that article came out saying that Venezuela was the fourth country happiest. How can a country as fucked up shit and underdevelopment can be so happy? Is the typical case is miserable rich and the poor who are happy. Optimism is a case against pessimism French Creole.
Seeking an Apartment
The native always has a good repertoire of stories Great sleeve. Once I was at a birthday party and heard the following:
- Juana: Chamo, which ment I am looking for an apartment in Caracas
- Pedrito: No girl is worth, get a good apartment in Caracas is easy. Moreover, the brother of my cousin got an apartment in Los Palos Grandes, 150m 2, 2 parking spaces in less than a month and given price.
- Fulanito: WHAT? A month? It sucks, that's too long. My dentist's sister got a Pent House in Valle Arriba, 300m 2 and 5 parking spaces in two weeks. Much cheaper than the apartment of the Palos Grandes.
- Pedrito: Quiet girl, so do not stress the apartment alone going to fall from the sky.
In France it is quite the opposite. Before moving to Paris, I began to wonder what it was like to get an apartment in the Capital. Sheath and cherry to mourn me. Almost all answered me: "apartment in Paris? Oh la la, it takes a long time, if you get. Paris is too expensive and there is no apartments are finished. I spent 4 months looking to get mine. "Unlike the Venezuelan who invents a story more horny than before, the average French person always tells you the same. Once you hear the same sentence a hundred times, you are convinced of your convictions. Only a "French " he said, "quiet, get on this page and visit all the apartments with your wallet in hand." I got my apartment in less than three weeks. To all who come to France, this is my only advice: not believe those frenchies.
Learn French:
All Venezuelans told me the same thing before coming to France, " French is just like the English, and you'll see that in less than three months will be trilingual. " I regret to inform you but ALL were wrong. Absolutely no one told me, "put the batteries, that language is fucked up." Moreover, until stories surfaced that they learned French Creoles in less than two months when visited Europe. This story I wrote in "5 Steps French." But what I have not told is how the French respond.
To begin with, and speak in French all the time, write in French all the time, if you do not speak French as your first language, no French you accepted as "bilingual." You can say, " hey, how well you speak" , but they say in the same tone that one tells the baby "look how big you ." In Venezuela, just any idiot out of the first level of the CVA and calls herself bilingual . One day I happened to say, "if one day return to Venezuela, able to give French lessons" and the reaction was as if I had said "when I leave here can I ride my rocket-space and travel to the Twilight Zone. "According to them, French is so very difficult, that even the French speak French well. If I had a euro for every time I've heard a Frenchman say " même nous hein, on fait des fautes (" even we ah, you make mistakes, "; as it letter by letter) may expropriate Venezuela Chavez! Here complain much kids have many spelling errors in the school. In Venezuela, we complain that our mothers pussy can not read. Still, more than a walk called wise because he understood "Who Moved My Cheese" and "Rich Dad Poor Dad." Here, only Victor Hugo and Emile Zola are considered true owners of the French.
I have an exhibition
In Venezuela, the best way to get a good grade is through exposure. Anywhere, good Creole can ride the show. If you're in a meeting, you have to tell the best jokes, to have the best stories and so from an early age, overcome stage fright. Even the most shy of the class can make a statement without reading word for word. The basics for a good exposure in Venezuela is: get organized, do not read and look at the audience in the eye.
frenchies Here you have PA-NI-CO exposures. In two of my classes, the teachers offered the opportunity to earn 50% of the note through an exhibition. The teacher had not finished the sentence when I was by hand. In Venezuela, when the teacher offers something like that, you have to fall into pain in the ass so you do not remove an item. Here, no one raised their hand. The face of terror that had all was not normal. People began to see the sides as if the teacher had asked, "Who wants to sit in the electric chair?". I can only say that there is no better soporific than an exhibition of French. Is to commit suicide boredom. The hell they sit, and read word for word exposure. Never look up and you have to do a triple effort to listen, speak mother pussy inside. I've been asleep more than once, and I'm not alone. Sometimes even the teacher can concentrate. If you ask them, they will say "Posting is too hard, I'm not going to happen."
In fact, when I left my last review, the pod seemed like he was leaving a funeral. The long faces, tears in the eyes of the people. I asked more than one, "How did it go?", All concluded, "I will scratch." I felt bad because I do not think there scraping. Neither came out hitting a cry to heaven, was the most difficult exam I've done in my life, but hell, it is not to dig his own grave. Apart from all, nobody here gets 20 points. It's like that against the law or something. Here the best note to which you can hope for is a 16. If you're a genius, you can aspire to a 17 or 18. If your first name is Jesus and are a child of God, can you take 19. Only one report submitted by the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit can dream of a 20. For the rest, the Patrie tells you every day, in every way: "You're a loser!".
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Honestly, I do not prefer either. On the one hand, the native optimism makes you think someone or something to get you out of bad. This "quiet is not worth it ..." even when it is for comfort, frenándote ends. It turns out that when you stay quiet, nothing happens. So in Venezuela people are still complaining about the government without ever wondering, "what I can do to live in a country better?". The Venezuelan believes in pregnant birds. But on the other hand, the French sometimes defeat without even fighting. So here the people do not learn languages, because he believes that languages \u200b\u200bare elusive, not aspire to greatness because the 18 is out of reach. When I said, they say " are well not to be arrogant." But end up being worse than arrogant, they are the executioners of hope. Obviously I do not mean all . I know more than one, regardless of their nationality, assumes the difficulties without losing ever sight of the possibility of victory.
[1] Arendt, Hannah The Origins of Totalitarism , "Preface to the First Edition ", New York, Harcourt Press
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