I was working on lesson plans and listening to Spotify when Edith Piaf's Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien came on, and I had a little flashback to high school french where we learned this song during one of our units. I still find it funny, thinking about where I am today considering how much I detested French for the first few years I took it. I was convinced Madame hated me (but then again, at that point in my life I was convinced everyone hated me... ah, adolescence), I was annoyed by almost everyone else in the class, and what I hated most of all was putting effort into a subject I was "never going to use." Well...you can eat your words, past self.
I often wonder what Madame Hallenbeck would say if she found out I not only kept up with French, but I'm living here, doing this.
It's funny how things turn out, what I thought would be the most useless class was the one that eventually let me travel and led to my first post-college job.