Sweet Briar College JYF in Paris Alumni Magazine - December 2018
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The five <strong>in</strong> this photo are students from 2017<br />
and they are all <strong>in</strong> <strong>Paris</strong> this fall.<br />
<strong>in</strong> <strong>Paris</strong> (and three others <strong>in</strong> France)<br />
either with TAPIF, graduate school, or<br />
as an au pair. I believe this is a strong<br />
testament to how amaz<strong>in</strong>g and supportive<br />
<strong>Sweet</strong> <strong>Briar</strong>’s program is.<br />
The teach<strong>in</strong>g assistant program<br />
<strong>in</strong> France offers you the opportunity<br />
to work <strong>in</strong> France for seven months,<br />
teach<strong>in</strong>g English to French students of<br />
all ages. Each year, over 1,200 American<br />
citizens and permanent residents<br />
teach <strong>in</strong> public schools across all regions<br />
of metropolitan France and <strong>in</strong><br />
the overseas departments of France<br />
such as French Guiana, Guadeloupe,<br />
Mart<strong>in</strong>ique and Réunion. The American<br />
cohort is part of the larger Assistants<br />
de langue en France program,<br />
which recruits 4,500 young educators<br />
from 60 countries to teach 15 languages<br />
annually <strong>in</strong> France. The Assistants<br />
de langue en France program<br />
is managed by the CIEP, the Centre<br />
International d’Études Pédagogiques.<br />
Matt Berry <strong>JYF</strong> spr<strong>in</strong>g 2017<br />
Lafayette <strong>College</strong><br />
Le Concours d’Eloquence<br />
Just a few months ago, by a stroke<br />
of chance, I found myself <strong>in</strong> second<br />
place <strong>in</strong> the concours d’éloquence, a<br />
university-wide public speak<strong>in</strong>g contest<br />
organized by Université Sorbonne<br />
Nouvelle <strong>Paris</strong> 3 <strong>in</strong> April <strong>2018</strong>. Nearly<br />
all of my coursework had been <strong>in</strong> the<br />
theater and c<strong>in</strong>ema departments at<br />
<strong>Paris</strong>-III, so most of my friends were<br />
performers who worshipped the arts.<br />
One day, my best friend, a girl named<br />
Fanny from the Jura, asked me to<br />
jo<strong>in</strong> her <strong>in</strong> this competition, and so I<br />
dropped everyth<strong>in</strong>g and went along<br />
with her.<br />
The event structure was simple<br />
enough: The top n<strong>in</strong>e students would<br />
all appear on stage together, l<strong>in</strong>ed<br />
up one next to another, for a sudden-death<br />
contest. Each participant<br />
would receive a prompt and immediately<br />
deliver a two-m<strong>in</strong>ute speech on<br />
the topic. Follow<strong>in</strong>g each round, the<br />
judges elim<strong>in</strong>ated up to three participants,<br />
until the top three were left for<br />
the championship round: Under the<br />
same guidel<strong>in</strong>es, the time for each<br />
speech was raised to eight m<strong>in</strong>utes.<br />
Soon enough, I stood on stage next<br />
to eight French university students<br />
<strong>in</strong> competition. Round after round,<br />
after the president of the university<br />
called my name, I nervously <strong>in</strong>ched to<br />
the podium, gave a nifty little speech<br />
about whatever had been asked,<br />
and I actually didn’t get elim<strong>in</strong>ated.<br />
In groups of three, I witnessed my<br />
friends and classmates walk off the<br />
stage, as I, of all people, entered the<br />
f<strong>in</strong>al round. After f<strong>in</strong>ish<strong>in</strong>g my f<strong>in</strong>al<br />
discourse for the night, I found myself<br />
speechless. I had studied French for<br />
two and a half years, only wish<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
share mean<strong>in</strong>gful stories and conversations<br />
with native speakers. Suddenly,<br />
not only was I recognized for my<br />
ability to do just that, but the judges<br />
prized my performance above nearly<br />
every other competitor, all of whom<br />
were actually French.<br />
It is strange to th<strong>in</strong>k back to my<br />
transition from surviv<strong>in</strong>g to flourish<strong>in</strong>g<br />
<strong>in</strong> a foreign city. This experience<br />
was ridden with terror and confusion<br />
<strong>in</strong> isolat<strong>in</strong>g po<strong>in</strong>ts that had never<br />
seemed so <strong>in</strong>comprehensibly challeng<strong>in</strong>g—from<br />
purchas<strong>in</strong>g a stamp<br />
at the post office to navigat<strong>in</strong>g a<br />
snow-covered Sa<strong>in</strong>t-Denis with a broken<br />
cellphone. And yet, participat<strong>in</strong>g<br />
<strong>in</strong> the Concours d’éloquence at <strong>Paris</strong>-III<br />
showed me that my semester<br />
abroad was more than just a series of<br />
belabored successes, but an endless<br />
map of beautiful, comical, emotional,<br />
and vulnerable crossroads, many of<br />
which were shared with real friends<br />
from across the world. For all that, I<br />
may only be grateful.<br />
Kev<strong>in</strong> Medansky, <strong>JYF</strong> Spr<strong>in</strong>g <strong>2018</strong><br />
Haverford <strong>College</strong><br />
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