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What I do

My passion has always been living my creativity through writing. In 2015 I started writing my blog. It is quite eclectic as I share things such short stories, current affairs or snippets of my life.

Je suis formatrice en allemand indépendante et convaincue que tout le monde peut apprendre cette langue qui est bien loin d’être morte, même si dans les écoles elle est souvent enseigné comme ci.

I work as a German teacher, both locally in Paris directly with my students as well globally via skype or zoom with. I believe that anyone can learn, if they are motivated and if they have the right teachers to accompany them.

Stop! There still is more!
Even though, I work as a German teacher, I have a huge passion for writing. Here are links to some of my favourite blog posts.
- Advent Calendar with many lovely guests
- Emerald
- Her hair was orange
- Fontaine de l’Étoile de Montaigu
Something to read
My latest posts
- If we were having coffee – 26th September 2020Remember? I used to do these coffee shares on a weekly basis for quite some time. This morning, I thought that maybe I should join in again. In a year, where virtually meeting with friends and family has become the … Continue reading If we were having coffee – 26th September 2020
- 20 YearsWhat are 20 years? 7305 Days, or 240 months. When you are 20 years old, it is all you know those year are childhood, teenage years and the beginning of adulthood. When you are 40 it is half your life, … Continue reading 20 Years
- Yetis and Music, Walks and Other SmilesLast week school was out for “All Saints Holidays” (strange name for school holidays in a country where showing religious signs in public spaces, especially in schools, isn’t allowed), and I had the occasion, to spend a whole day with … Continue reading Yetis and Music, Walks and Other Smiles
- The darker seasonIt was November, it was definitely November. Rachel looked out the window. Rain was pouring down from the grey almost black sky. November. What a month. No light. Rachel grabbed her bag, her umbrella and glanced at her feet. The … Continue reading The darker season