I forgot how horrible it is to have to sit through classes while sick. Today marked the second time in four weeks I've had to sit through my Friday classes sick. Last time I was still riding the morphine injection to help with my kidney stone pain; today was spent constantly having to alternate between taking notes and blowing my nose. And of course, being sick, today also happened to be the day I was constantly called upon in phonetics to repeat lines and stanzas.
Midway through class an American girl who also happened to be sick whispered, "J'ai un cadeau pour toi." Great, I thought, now I'm hallucinating.
It turned out I had heard her correctly and she slipped me a get well card she had quickly made. A simple gesture, but touching nonetheless.
Midway through class an American girl who also happened to be sick whispered, "J'ai un cadeau pour toi." Great, I thought, now I'm hallucinating.
It turned out I had heard her correctly and she slipped me a get well card she had quickly made. A simple gesture, but touching nonetheless.
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