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De : la classe de Sylvie
Date : Lun 13 déc 1999 0:09
À : "MATERNELLE DE LA ROUE"
Objet : Max, Message pour la Classe 1
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Well friends. At last I have got to write to you. I
was very upset at not being able to let you have
any news before now, but amazing things have been
happening to me.
You remember how I went to the States by air ?
Well, believe it or not, I got on the wrong plane.
I got on the plane for Canada instead, a country
just to the north of the States. I still don't
understand how it happened, but there you are, I'm
just not used to being in airports ......
So I arrived at Dorval Airport in Montreal, in
the province of Quebec. This is the only french
speaking province of Canada. That made me think of
my french friends, so I'm staying here for a while.
But where should I stay ? I looked at a map of
Quebec and decided to go to Saint-Hyacinthe, about
30 minutes from Montreal. Once I got to
Saint-Hyacinthe I wanted to find a school. So, I
chose Lafontaine School, because that made me think
of the stories of Jean de la Fontaine. (hee, hee,
hee).I got on the bus and found it.
I arrived on Friday December 11th at about 3
o'clock in the afternoon.
Fortunately, Sylvie, the teacher of the
Reception class, was there, but the children had
gone home. She was delighted to welcome me in and
asked me to spend a little time with her and her
friends. I was really pleased to accept her
invitation, because I wanted to see how they spent
Christmas in Quebec.
So I met all the children on Monday.
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