Third-year waiting for right moment to start practicing French
Biding her time until the shit storm of the mid-semester settles, U2 Chemical Engineering student Rachel Cohen isn’t yet ready to start using her minimal French knowledge around town, but hasn’t ruled it out as a possibility in the future.
“Honestly, it’s so fucked right now,” Cohen said. “Between going to class, going to Schulich, and going to the gym, I hardly even have time to take showers. Learning French was definitely one of the reasons why I chose McGill, but I had no idea at the time what life here would be like. Jesus Fuck I was naïve.”
Cohen, the valedictorian of her Toronto graduating class, studied French for ten years of her life as a subject in school. However, despite this extensive education, Cohen maintains that all she ever learned was how to conjugate the verbs être and avoir, over and over again.
“And I thought Montreal would help change that,” she continues, “but I haven’t even met a real francophone yet. Well, there’s a couple people I know here from Paris, but that hardly counts.”
Despite her hardships, Cohen remains hopeful that one day she will indeed begin her journey to French fluency: “It’s gonna happen for sure, just not yet. Maybe once midterms are over, I can start using the word ‘rue’ instead of ‘street’. Definitely not gonna order food in French though. Just thinking about that makes me fucking stressed.”
“Honestly, it’s so fucked right now,” Cohen said. “Between going to class, going to Schulich, and going to the gym, I hardly even have time to take showers. Learning French was definitely one of the reasons why I chose McGill, but I had no idea at the time what life here would be like. Jesus Fuck I was naïve.”
Cohen, the valedictorian of her Toronto graduating class, studied French for ten years of her life as a subject in school. However, despite this extensive education, Cohen maintains that all she ever learned was how to conjugate the verbs être and avoir, over and over again.
“And I thought Montreal would help change that,” she continues, “but I haven’t even met a real francophone yet. Well, there’s a couple people I know here from Paris, but that hardly counts.”
Despite her hardships, Cohen remains hopeful that one day she will indeed begin her journey to French fluency: “It’s gonna happen for sure, just not yet. Maybe once midterms are over, I can start using the word ‘rue’ instead of ‘street’. Definitely not gonna order food in French though. Just thinking about that makes me fucking stressed.”