Maybe you won't see this. You are a random person on the internet to me. I read your poem, and it was exactly what I wish I could make my former best friend understand. Thank you.
In my French class we are watching a kids show about children in France in WWII. It's called Les Grandes Grandes Vacances. I highly suggest it. Bon chance!
I’m learning French too! Some tips my teacher gave me are keeping a notebook with grammar and vocab, listening to music in French, and taking a sticky note and labeling items around the house with the French. I hope this is helpful!
I feel this so deeply. The idea that someone’s died, like you’re grieving. The want to make a difference, but not knowing how to. It’s so hard. But keep your head up. We got this. We’ll get through this. And sooner or later, whatever’s left, we’ll rebuild. We’ll make it stronger, more inclusive, safer. <3
Honestly, I really struggle with finding writing time but I can often do it directly before bed, though it does have to be on a physical piece of paper because the bluelight or whatever actually does keep me awake. I also end up doing a lot of that during the summer and on breaks from school.
I have felt this so strongly about people in my life. The line "Maybe I could relearn your laugh, And forget the ways you hurt me" felt so tangible.
Maybe you won't see this. You are a random person on the internet to me. I read your poem, and it was exactly what I wish I could make my former best friend understand. Thank you.
In my French class we are watching a kids show about children in France in WWII. It's called Les Grandes Grandes Vacances. I highly suggest it. Bon chance!
I’m learning French too! Some tips my teacher gave me are keeping a notebook with grammar and vocab, listening to music in French, and taking a sticky note and labeling items around the house with the French. I hope this is helpful!
Thank you!
This is so sweet!
I haven’t but I will try it!
May should definitely look like this but it's really rainy and cold rn where I live 😭
I feel this so deeply. The idea that someone’s died, like you’re grieving. The want to make a difference, but not knowing how to. It’s so hard. But keep your head up. We got this. We’ll get through this. And sooner or later, whatever’s left, we’ll rebuild. We’ll make it stronger, more inclusive, safer. <3
Honestly, I really struggle with finding writing time but I can often do it directly before bed, though it does have to be on a physical piece of paper because the bluelight or whatever actually does keep me awake. I also end up doing a lot of that during the summer and on breaks from school.