I know this one is a bit of a stretch for a V-post, but stories about my past would be incomplete without including a *Gilles* story.
We met in 1982 – Easter weekend to be exact. It’s one of those complicated stories of meeting accidentally through friends of friends. I thought he had a nice bum. He thought I was cute.
What made this boy-meets-girl story a bit different was the fact that we didn’t speak the same language. Gilles’ english was only borderline better than my french. He had come to Toronto from Quebec City for a 6 week english immersion course after completing university.
I still think it’s a miracle we continued seeing each other after the first date. Conversation was a painful mixture of french and english. I’m not confident that either of us really had a clue what the other was trying to say. Maybe that’s what made it work.
Because of this language barrier, the room for misunderstanding was HUGE. No … actually it was BIGGER than HUGE. That meant nothing could be taken for granted – everything needed clarification. We had to work very hard to understand what the other person REALLY meant … rather than what they said – or what we thought they said. Interesting concept, isn’t it?
So, we met in April and by July I knew this was the guy I wanted to spend my life with. By Christmas, we told our families we were getting married. By the following October – 18 months after we met – we were married.
Has it been smooth sailing the past 33 years? Noooo … not exactly. We continue to be a work in progress. The usual man-woman misunderstandings are a common occurrence although the french-english disconnects are almost non-existent now.
Gilles’ english is excellent – my french is still abysmal.
I hope you have been enjoying the cookies and pastries during this Challenge. Thank you so much for visiting and I hope you will enjoy a Vanilla Wafer Sandwich before you leave. Yes – these cookies are glutin-free.