I like your story. I was born in Michigan from a 5th generation German father, and mother, born in Caen, in Normandy. I was twenty when they divorcced and I left with my mother when she decided to go back to France. I lived a year in Caen and then to Paris to get out of the provincial rut. I got a job interview with the owner of a small language training company in Paris, who hired me as an English teacher. Three weeks after that, we were living together and got married, in spite of the 25 year age difference. The job interview, btw, was on the 14th of February, 1992.Hubby has a PHD is lingustics and our cat is named Voltaire; that makes two ‘intellectuals’ out of three, a good batting average…lol.
I like your story. I was born in Michigan from a 5th generation German father, and mother, born in Caen, in Normandy. I was twenty when they divorcced and I left with my mother when she decided to go back to France. I lived a year in Caen and then to Paris to get out of the provincial rut. I got a job interview with the owner of a small language training company in Paris, who hired me as an English teacher. Three weeks after that, we were living together and got married, in spite of the 25 year age difference. The job interview, btw, was on the 14th of February, 1992.Hubby has a PHD is lingustics and our cat is named Voltaire; that makes two ‘intellectuals’ out of three, a good batting average…lol.