27th February 2004 was a special day because it was the first time that I've ever seen snow falling. As with all other dreadful mornings in winter, we were having our French lessons until right after the break at mid-morning when something miraculous happened: streams and streams of thick, soft snow started falling and everyone was practically fixated with what's happening outside instead of paying attention to the teacher teaching. Sensing that she was against the odds, our teacher Monique decided to let us have some fun...
According to some Rochelais that we've met in the street, this was the first snow in La Rochelle in 11 years! I would certainly think of ourselves as lucky spectators rather than harbingers of climatic change. After class that day, my classmates and I went for a stroll on the old port (called vieux port) and ended up chez moi for a hearty lunch.
According to some Rochelais that we've met in the street, this was the first snow in La Rochelle in 11 years! I would certainly think of ourselves as lucky spectators rather than harbingers of climatic change. After class that day, my classmates and I went for a stroll on the old port (called vieux port) and ended up chez moi for a hearty lunch.
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