Tips for learning French in Paris: finding a French tutor
Do you want to learn French in Paris? What about tutoring? Here are some tips and experiences to help you finding the right French tutor!
Do you want to learn French in Paris? What about tutoring? Here are some tips and experiences to help you finding the right French tutor!
Her fascination with needlecrafts began at her grandmother’s knee. She loved the brightly coloured skeins of silk and her grandmother’s silver stork-shaped sewing scissors. But I was surprised when Sue revealed that needlework was her least favourite subject at school.
The big question once Gabriella arrived in Europe was which country she wanted to live in. Sweden was too cold, obviously. She thought that Italy or France might be a possibility.
This month Wendy has been chatting to John Mitchell, wood-turner and sculptor who runs one-to-one wood-turning courses near Brantôme.
Some assistants, myself included, expected to understand their students better than most, given that we were in high school not too long ago. We often receive a rude awakening.
The goal of LCF is to teach language through having fun. Through the magic of games, songs, worksheets, art projects, and role-playing, children discover just how much fun learning a language can be. The atmosphere is relaxed & lesson plans are absolutely magnificent- well thought out, easy to execute, comprehensive, and a delight for both the teacher and the children.
"I like to write about things I feel passionate about, whether it’s a favorite place or a pet peeve. If I’m writing about something I hate, writing helps to discharge the anger. If I’m writing about something I love, it’s fun to share my enthusiasm with others. To me each piece of writing is a challenge, a kind of puzzle to solve."
La poésie, c'est jouer avec le langage, les mots et les sons. C'est un hobby, comme faire un footing au bois de Boulogne, ou se rendre à la messe le dimanche matin avec les grands-parents.
The life of a Prof d’anglais isn’t always as idyllic as one would hope though. I often find myself in the metro struggling through a congested corridor, dashing for the RER then squeezing onboard, starring eyeball to eyeball with men in suits talking loudly and obnoxiously on their portables...