We live in a small town. Our high school has conducted an exchange program over the past 20 years with a school in an even smaller town in the south of France. Students from that school, College Pierre Girardot, are right now visiting us in Poulsbo. This is the first time that students from the towns of Pierrevert and Ste. Tulle have come here to visit. A few of the older students attend the nearby lycee.
Our family is hosting Zoe, the daughter of the family with whom David stayed last year at this time. It is a privilege to have Zoe, their younger daughter, to stay with us.
Yesterday afternoon, we met them at the high school and brought Zoe home with us. We had dinner together at home (chicken enchiladas and green salad), and then we met some of the other families and their guest students at a local ice cream shop for (homemade) ice cream cones and a brief walk in our town’s waterfront park. The French kids had been awake for about 27 hours by the time they went to bed! We kept asking Zoe if she was tired, but she wasn’t, until after the ice cream.
Today, I drove her to school, where David’s French teacher, Mr. Johnson (who organizes these exchanges & led David’s trip) welcomed the group at an assembly.
I noticed that most of the Americans speak way too fast for the French students to follow their conversation. I am wondering what the French kids thought of the “Viking Spirit” cheer they were taught by the high school cheerleaders; I wonder if they have cheerleaders in France.
Our principal spoke, and introduced the French school’s principal.
Our jazz band played the “Marsaillaise,” which is the French National Anthem. The jazz choir sang the Beatles’ song “In My Life.”
The French students were introduced, and they each said a few words in English. Here is Jack, the host of the only male student visitor, introducing the group:
And here is his guest, Julien, speaking:
Then the others had their turn. Here is Zoe, with the microphone:
There are many fun activities planned for the students and their teachers to help them get acquainted with our area and American life. Today, the students will take a walking tour of our town, and eat a Norwegian smorgasbord at the Sons of Norway hall. I am planning a dinner of barbecued wild salmon and asparagus bread pudding with cheese.
Bienvenue a Poulsbo, Ste. Tulles!