LES PETITS RÉCITS D’AMÉLIE

One week left, my Dear City,

Sometimes I’m happy to leave you, sometimes I know how much I’m gonna
miss you.
I just want everybody here to know:

I’m not going back because I don’t like this city. Every city, including Cowtown, has its good qualities and its faults.

I’m just going back home.

Calgary is a crazy, young and out-of control city. A great thing about that is that here, you can meet many different Canadians, Québécois included.

Finally, almost all of my friends in Calgary are from Calgary. The others are from Ontario and Nova Scotia.

It’s kind of funny, because It took me about three months before I met
somebody born in the city.

Anyway, I have a confession:

Québécois and Albertans have some common points, but I won’t make a list of them right now.
Anyway, the Albertans I know already know what they are.

Now I’m gonna continue this letter in French and of course you’re welcome to try to read it. If you can’t, there are a couple of good places to take French courses in Calgary. ☺

I know Angie and Paul can understand not too badly, I think Janice and Sherry also can, and maybe Nathalie and Kelsey soon.

Before saying good bye, I invite you to listen to this song by Leslie Feist, in French:

Tout doucement

www.listentofeist.com

I’m gonna miss you, my Dear Anglos.

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