So, today is supposed to ba a blog day... A special day to make you discover blogsites that I like? No problem!
Here are a few links, I hope you'll like them! (*In French only, except the third link...*)
fashion-gazette.hautetfort.com/
blog.doctissimo.fr/pillywiggins/
aliceinwonderdanmark.mabulle.com/index.php
mercipourlechocolat.blogspot.com/
laurelene.skyrock.com/
littledanseuz.skyrock.com/
These ones are pieces of life, funny anecdotes... All what is part of everyday's life!
blog.doctissimo.fr/danse_ta_vie/index.php///rub/39988
mamzelledance.bloguez.com/
And this one is a beatiful one, with ballet pictures!
Have a good reading!
So one more little picture from
work to introduce you
Since more than one weekn I am ill, I cough, I have headaches, I am sneezing, I am tired... Let's skip these
nice details... There you wil tell me: "visit the doctor". Won't you? Let me stop you! First, to find a doctor: impossible mission! They can refuse you regarding your insurance, the place you
live... Even some refused me because the considered they already had enough patients... So when you even want one who speaks at least a bit of English... You can die ten times before you find!!!
Well, after 3 days of searching, during which I disturbed many friends last week, I finally found one... The perfect one, I think! She is just in front of my flat, and she speaks "basic"
English...
So, I already told you at the
beggining that I am working as a "helpdesk" agent... My employer even registered me as a "IT specialist"...
Remember, Barbara,
It was raining unceasingly on Brest that day,
And you were walking, smiling,
Lighted up, delighted, streaming,
Under the rain.
Remember, Barbara,
It was raining unceasingly on Brest,
And I met you on Siam Street.
You were smiling,
And I was smiling likewise.
Remember, Barbara,
You whom I didn't know,
You who didn't know me,
Remember,
Remember though that day.
Don't forget.
A man was sheltered under a porch,
Streaming, delighted, lighted up,
And you threw yourself into his arms.
Remember that Barbara.
And don't bear a grudge against me
if I use the familiar form with you.
I say you (familiar form) to all whom I love.
Even if I have only seen them one time
I say you (familiar form) to all whom I love.
Even if I don't know them.
Remember, Barbara.
Don't forget
This wise and happy rain
On this happy city.
This rain on the sea,
On the shipyard,
On the boat Ouessant.
Oh, Barbara,
What a "connerie" war.
What did you become now?
Under this rain of iron,
Of fire, of sword, of blood
And the one who was squeezing you
in his arms lovingly,
Did he disappear dead or is he yet still living?
(this is loosely translated)
Oh, Barbara,
It is raining unceasingly on Brest,
As it rained before.
But it's not the same and everything is spoiled.
It's a rain of terrible and desolate mourning.
It's no longer the storm of iron, sword, bloodshed.
Very simply the clouds,
which burst as dogs,
The dogs which disappeared
With the stream on (over) Brest
And which go to rot in the distance,
In the distance very far from Brest,
Of which nothing is left.
Jacques Prévert
It's not secret anymore, I love cats... And how funny they can be!
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