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Bringing Up Bébé.



So I have a wee announcement to make.

It's good news this time, I promise. Really, I'm trying to be easy on you guys, and control the level of cray that I've been throwing your way these past few months.

So without further ado, I'm proud to announce that...

I finally got a job! Like a real one with a CDI work contract, health benefits, and what I have been itching to get my grubby little hands on these past three years: ticket restos! Finally, I'm able to tap into all the goodies that come along with getting a work contract in France. I feel so official.

You thought that I was going to announce that I was pregnant, didn't you? As if! That's a blog post for like 2016!

So the big news is that I'm working now. Is it something as glamorous as working in fashion? I'm sorry to report that it is not. Despite my experience, I've finally had to face the fact that French fashion companies don't want to hire me full time. 

Is it the most original job for an expat with native English speaking skills to obtain? Pfff. Hardly.

Do I like it so far? Hmmm. Like may be a bit strong.

So what am I doing? Are you ready?

As of two weeks ago, I have been hired as an English "instructor"....for French children, which is fancy pants talk for saying I'm going to be a nanny. At 30. I am a nanny.

Well, as they say, in France you don't get your dream job.

You get a job.

My kids are all boys, and have already challenged me by writing fesses on the blackboard, wildly entertaining themselves over their assumption that I don't understand that they wrote "butt" in French. They clearly don't know me. That was probably the first word I learned in French. 

I've had one tell me that he thinks his mother is having an affair because she is always at chez Antoine, and life is hard because his boredom consumes him in waves. He's 3.

And I was never really on board with the blanket statements that seem to be all the rage in America, that French kids are better than American kids. Saying that, I must report that I had to give up my afternoon snack of raw string beans to my 5 year old because he told me he was obsessed with raw greens, and he just had to have them, s'il vous plaît. Maybe there is something to be said about French kids and their eating habits, or maybe the raw food movement is finally hitting the toddler demographic. If so, I blame Gwyneth Paltrow.

This is an unexpected turn of events that I'm actually enjoying. These muchkins keep me extremely entertained with their side comments, tiny, breathy oh là làs, and their reluctance to speak English.

So on to the next chapter of my life of bringing up bébé....en anglais.

34 comments:

  1. I can only imagine how happy those boys are to learn French from you! Congratulations!

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    1. English, Jacki, not French;

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    2. Teaching French! Ha! That'll be the day! But I got what you meant, Jacki. : )

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  2. Bravoooo! A CDI?! Yay!!!! Wow, that is some mighty fine news Miss Ella. And I bet all of your young 'uns have a crush on you...or they will...!

    My Sister has been teaching Music Together in the States for the past few years now and loves it. I really understood why when I went to see her class. They are just so charming and have so much energy, it is like a bolt of espresso. :)

    Bon Weekend! Hope you are celebrating...
    xo,
    Heather

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    1. Yeah!!! A CDI! I've wanted one of these forever! I think my little munchkins are scared of me! We're all on vacation this week, so the fun picks back up next week!

      Thanks for the your note! I really am excited!! : )

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  3. You little tease! Well done, good luck inserting some joie de vivre into those little repositories of ennui! Totally jealous of the tickets resto. Apparently the reason my last work didn't offer them was because there was a "canteen" e.g. small room with a fridge and a microwave. Because that's just as good, right?

    As I think I told you, my first job here back in '07 was an "animatrice" at a camp for British school groups in the wilds of northern France.

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    1. Hahaha! I couldn't resist!! I was thinking about you, and when you thought that I was getting "clucky". So I thought I'd have a little fun. Je m'amuse. : )

      I really hope they learn some English. They're resisting the joys of speaking it, hopefully I can make it fun for them.

      I don't think I knew that you were an animatrice. You must have been the cutest camp group leader ever!! I'm sure you have some great stories!

      I was actually surprised that I have ticket restos as we have access to a kitchen as well. And Hahahaha a "canteen". That's so trying to make a room with a microwave sound fancy!

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    2. Goodness no, I'm terrible with children! After the novelty of getting paid to go on daytrips wore off, I preferred staying at camp and doing the cleaning if I could help it.

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  4. Franschhoek FabNovember 02, 2012

    What good news,congratulations!

    My first job as an expat is much to embarrassing to tell....a hint, it involved a ladder and me in a skirt holding onto my laptop.

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    1. Why am I not getting your hint? A ladder and a skirt, I would have guessed librarian. But the laptop is throwing me off. Did you work at the Apple store? Or a strip club for nerds where your dancer name was like Inspectress Boobs McClarey.

      LOL. I'm stuck here. What was your first job?

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    2. Franschhoek FabNovember 05, 2012

      LOL, how I would love to say a strip club for nerds! It was as a contracts negotiator on a rig.In my stupidity I did not stop to think about all the climbing and ladders involved on a rig and wore a skirt.Think that the mostly male crew probably thought I was offering a different kind of service though.At least I bought a smile to their faces.(or maybe it was a smirk)

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  5. wowee...tickets resto...you are really french now! Congrats on the job, sounds like fun.

    bon week end!

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    1. Thanks Deb!! I'll probably spend them on groceries as I can't break out of my brown-bagging habits. I've always loved bringing my lunch to work. Now I have tickets that are paying for 60% of them!

      Woo hoo!!

      Thank you!!!

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  6. THat is so fabulous! And they will provide you with endless blog fodder! How fun. I keep wishing I knew some French kids to help me learn French. How much of what they say in French do you understand?

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    1. They so will provide me with stories to share! They love to talk! Some of the things they say, I'm just like, what?

      Yes, I do understand them when they speak in French which is helpful in communication, even though I answer in English.

      The parents told me that that was a problem with the prof last year. She didn't speak French, so she didn't understand them when they tried to explain things...especially the little ones.

      I'm fighting to not respond in French, which would be easier, but I'm not allowed...

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  7. Congratulations!!! Good news indeed! That sounds like a lot of fun to me! I have always found children speaking another language/with an accent incredibly adorable.

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    1. Thank you!!!

      Omg, right?? Their accents are making me crazy. They are so freaking cute!! Especially their little oh la las!! They're already little dramatic Frenchmen!

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  8. You are such a teaser Ella! Of course the title and that picture got me thinking you "were with baby" right away. LOL

    Congratulations on getting a job, you are lucky that it is with little kids because there's so much we can learn from these guys if you listen.

    There is nothing like enjoying your source of income, good for you.
    Sylvia S.

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    1. Sorry! I couldn't resist!! Seb's father actually reads the blog and thought that we we're announcing our pregnancy on the blog before telling them!

      Thanks for your congrats!! I do feel lucky to have gotten a job, in English, and with children. It's a common profession for expats that I was resisting for a while. But why not use what I have? My native English speaking skills!

      It should be an interesting year!

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  9. Ohh, I forgot to answer your question re: first job in the new country...mine was only 27 years ago (!!!!) when I first moved to Los Angeles.

    The job itself wasn't bad, I was assisting a music producer part-time and coming from being a tv producer in my previous expat life in Mexico, it didn't feel like such a big switch in careers, but....BUT...I had to travel for almost 2 hours to get to my job, work 4 hours, and get back on the buses for another 2 hours to get back home... worst of all, the buses!

    If you're familiar with L.A. here's what my route was like living in the San Fernando Valley:
    Bus #1 from Ventura Blvd. in Encino down to Sherman Oaks Galleria
    Bus #2 from S. Oaks to Westwood (My favorite ride going through UCLA)
    Bus #3 from Westwood to El Segundo
    Bus #4 And I've totally forgotten the names here...but it took me another bus to get to my boss' house

    I was not used to riding on buses and that was a shock to my system..plus it was very depressing having to spend that much time commuting to just work 4 hours and make very little money. On top of all, the crazies I would see every day would provide enough material to write a horror movie.
    Seriously, it was awful and I hated it.

    I saved up some money and shortly after I was able to buy myself a little second hand Vespa…but that’s another horror story in itself. Second Hand Vespa: Not a good idea when you live up, up the steep hills...but that's all I could afford for a couple of months until I finally bought my car.

    A little after that, my boss moved into a very cool and artistic office complex (The Complex) in West L.A. and offered me a full-time job and things got better from thereon..

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    1. Am I familiar with LA? LOL! I lived in Hollywood for 5 years!

      Your commute sounds just awful. Dis you not have a license to drive?! LA is the WORST without wheels! I was without wheels for a few weeks and have to take the bus down Santa Monica blvd from Silverlake to my waitress job in Hollywood up in the hills. I showed up to work sweating! I then bought a bike which then got stolen....

      Oh LA. How I miss thee.

      I'm glad it worked out in West L.A. I HATE the valley. And I'm not talking like Studio City, I mean Van Nuys and further out. The "deep" valley. Ick!!

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  10. You had me going as well!.... oh, rather disappointed really!

    anyway congratulations on your new job and your new charges. Good practise for 2016! ( you might just change your mind!)

    Love denise

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    1. There will be no baby for a LONG time! We're making absolute sure of it!

      Thank you Denise!!

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  11. That's so great!! Congratulations!! You had me going there for a second.... lol!

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    1. Hahaha sorry, guys! I couldn't resist! I won't trick you again!

      Thanks Shannon!

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  12. Congrats! This is great news:) I'm really happy for you:) And a CDI too?:) Fantastic!:)

    My first job as an expat was... as an English teacher!;) I actually travelled abroad for the purpose of teaching English and did my teacher training in Hungary of all places:) I did teach all levels, from pre-school to university:) The little ones are huge fun to work with: they're like little sponges:) They learn so fast!:)

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    1. Yep! A CDI! Word.

      You're so right. My little boys understand everything. They're not quiet speaking but I can ask them questions and they respond. I'm so proud. : )

      What haven't you done?! You were an English teacher too?? Ladies and gents, the amazing Duchesse who has lived 50 lives...and is currently working on her next. : )

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  13. Feliciations! You'll enjoy those tickets restaurant; they are indeed iconic proof that you are a French worker bee.

    My very first real job in France (i.e., not babysitting) was as a translator for the Embassy of Bangladesh. Not that I speak Urdu. I moved documents from French into English all day long. It was a GREAT job and I loved working for the Bengalis...super nice and warm colleagues and a great office on the upper floor of their modest Embassy in the 16th. I even was invited to the Hindu wedding of the Ambassador's chauffeur...what a cultural experience.

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    1. Thank you! Yes, the ticket restos made me feel pretty official...well that and my bank account with hard-earned euros in it!

      What a cool job and an amazing experience! Especially being invited to a wedding. They must have really appreciated you. I love that. Also, it must have been nice to not work exclusively with the French in Paris. ; )

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  14. a little bit behind but congrats on your job. is this through the french ministry of education that i had shared with you earlier? sounds different since your students are very young.

    i am also working with little kids right now and they do brighten up my day. hope you are enjoying your job and the little ones.

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