Alexei Yashunskii page Blog Archive A longing for himself ..."
This strange disease alarmed through the cordons of borders and customs not rush to the bridges: A Century of your young once live without you will not help return to their former places. Each time returning to France, I remember him. And still come back. Moreover, sometimes you want to return it there.
From summer 1992 to summer 1994, I lived in the small town of Gif-sur-Yvette Essonne department in France, 25 kilometers from the center of Paris. Probably could walk there all day (I still remember well that is where, although much has changed since then), but I'm mindful of the fact that "there will return to their former places" visited only the key points .
Behind closed shutters on the right - the apartment where we lived for the first year. These windows Volodya in the first summer spent time counting cars that drove past, sharing Peugeot, Renault and Citroen. And on the weekend we went to the garbage in the neighborhood across the street and chose their furniture: over the summer, tv gazeta we found a table, chairs, chair, and three TVs, one of which worked very well. I strongly "pulled" French tv gazeta for the first year, despite the French translation serials Love boats and Hawaii five-0.
And then we still went to Bures-sur-Yvette. This is a nearby town, I went back to school (grades 6 through 9 are called collège) - Zhife to college tv gazeta I did not have, was sent to the college town of les Ulis, along with other immigrants, but then at the Directorate College Bures found acquaintances who " put in a word, "and took me there. Photos can be seen on the administrative building. Training right behind him and slightly to the right - a dining room and a gym. When I was, facing the tree was not - it was just concrete boxes. Since college significantly refurbish.
We left back to Paris by train from the station of the La Hacquinière, which I visited many times in the morning to go to school. No longer moving with barriers that needed time to cross before closing to get on the train coming, but the RER train all the same - red and blue. And the shrill beep warns of closing doors. Outside the window is floating slowly glowing blue plaque La Hacquinière. This circuit is familiar and clear, These boys near the lattice, fixed the water. Never you stand with them, not to return to an old snapshot Never, tv gazeta never, never.
Like, I never did this and did not know, had only seen photos of the apartment inside) I have probably the same association with our country, and indeed, like everything, but not that. But the memories-that is always with us ;)
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This strange disease alarmed through the cordons of borders and customs not rush to the bridges: A Century of your young once live without you will not help return to their former places. Each time returning to France, I remember him. And still come back. Moreover, sometimes you want to return it there.
From summer 1992 to summer 1994, I lived in the small town of Gif-sur-Yvette Essonne department in France, 25 kilometers from the center of Paris. Probably could walk there all day (I still remember well that is where, although much has changed since then), but I'm mindful of the fact that "there will return to their former places" visited only the key points .
Behind closed shutters on the right - the apartment where we lived for the first year. These windows Volodya in the first summer spent time counting cars that drove past, sharing Peugeot, Renault and Citroen. And on the weekend we went to the garbage in the neighborhood across the street and chose their furniture: over the summer, tv gazeta we found a table, chairs, chair, and three TVs, one of which worked very well. I strongly "pulled" French tv gazeta for the first year, despite the French translation serials Love boats and Hawaii five-0.
And then we still went to Bures-sur-Yvette. This is a nearby town, I went back to school (grades 6 through 9 are called collège) - Zhife to college tv gazeta I did not have, was sent to the college town of les Ulis, along with other immigrants, but then at the Directorate College Bures found acquaintances who " put in a word, "and took me there. Photos can be seen on the administrative building. Training right behind him and slightly to the right - a dining room and a gym. When I was, facing the tree was not - it was just concrete boxes. Since college significantly refurbish.
We left back to Paris by train from the station of the La Hacquinière, which I visited many times in the morning to go to school. No longer moving with barriers that needed time to cross before closing to get on the train coming, but the RER train all the same - red and blue. And the shrill beep warns of closing doors. Outside the window is floating slowly glowing blue plaque La Hacquinière. This circuit is familiar and clear, These boys near the lattice, fixed the water. Never you stand with them, not to return to an old snapshot Never, tv gazeta never, never.
Like, I never did this and did not know, had only seen photos of the apartment inside) I have probably the same association with our country, and indeed, like everything, but not that. But the memories-that is always with us ;)
_zif:
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