An Acadien Adventure

*My life is spent rushing to avoid being late, experiencing the problems associated with being late, and trying to think of excuses for my lateness. In the late spirit, this post is also late.


About three years ago I made my first online purchase through Amazon. I ordered two books that I thought would prove to be very useful. The first book I ordered was ‘The Sociopath Next Door’ and the other was a self-teaching guide on the French language. I excitedly opened my novels when they arrived at the door (possibly out of excitement for the bubble wrap) and eagerly tried the digest  the physchriatric terminology and complicated french phrases. Of those two books the only thing I remember is one quote, “you are only truly bilingual when you think in another language.” Now, studying with the french immersion program at University Sainte-Anne in my final week it is apparent how difficult forming thoughts in another language truly is. French is a confusing language. The floor of my room is masculine but my room itself is feminine and the sentence structure must be different when using the different nouns. I get twisted in the labyrith of tenses; present, future, near future, conditional, imperfect, the simple and the past. Even with all of my confusion,I have begun to appreciate the beauty of the language. Possibly even more so, I have come to love the natural beauty and confusing weather of the East Coast. Each morning I wake up to seemingly endless fog but by midday the sun comes out and shines it energy on to the campus.

A Shearwater on the Bay of Fundy.  Bay of Fundy seabird.

During my second last day here cramming in a first blog post between two exams, it’s time to reflect on my experience here. Although I have made many new memories, one in particular stands out. Last week at about 8pm my friend Megan and I,who always set out on adventures, decided that with the sun setting it was the perfect time for a swim. Over the course of the past five weeks we have been the only two students of the over three hundreed on campus to swim in the (only slightly frigid) ocean. The tide was low so the walk towards the water was an obstacle course with countless snails, pointy rocks and the occasional crab lounging in a tidle pool. After several times counting UN! DEUX! TROIS! before entering the water, we finally took the plunge. Then, we realized we weren’t the only ones brave enough to swim. In the water with us were three seals whom curiously checked out at a comfortable distance. After over four weeks of consistent searching for the seals of Baie Sainte-Mary we finally had our encounter. With this perfect closure to my adventure, I am ready to head home to rest and spend time with family and friends before setting out on the next.

P'tit Bois in the morning!

P’tit Bois in the morning!

A Humpback whale on Long Island, Digby

A Humpback whale on Long Island, Digby


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