Here we are for Tuesday 2011.01.11 Report !
Let's go for the second day, beginning with an early and cold wake up.
Leaving the chalet so motivated and enthousiastic, we took the way to go watch a PE (physical education) lesson. This part was actually really interesting : we just saw a long blond hair female teacher, with perfect blue eyes, a beautiful face and a wonderful...oops, that will stay for the private report.
Nevertheless, we want to pay tribute to her conception of physical education, mixing the interest of pupils with her PE goals.
At the end of the lesson, after a little bit of "talking" (we will keep this word) with the teacher, we came back to university college to meet the best athlete of the century : we got our life chance to meet him for real and the ambiance was electric. This guy is practicing one of the most dangerous and extreme sport all over the world : it is...
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wait for it...
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hold breath...
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stay on your seat...
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are you ready...
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AIR CLIMBING. Yes. Air climbing.
After the poor lunch of Monday, we decided to prepare a great feast with... sandwiches.
However, as it would have been too easy this way, we just let them home without time to take it back.
Crap.
With this powerful hungry feeling holding us, Fanny, touched by God's grace, dropped this bomb :
"Oh, streetlights are very dirty here !" (LOEHLE Fanny, Thoughts of Norway, 2011).
As we are not really convinced, we just let you do your own opinion :
After this existential wondering, we participated to a self-defence sports lesson with the best teacher we have ever seen (be quiet, he's just behind me and I'm writing under pressure... Mom, if you read those lines...) : Christophe Schnitzler.
Dealing with the tensions growing up in the group,
we decided to face the local students.
Noticing that they look like cute innocent children, we tried do not to hurt them, as you can see :
Actually, you can't see for the moment, sorry.
With this great demonstration of power and will, we were naturally invited to the universal and international world's most famous basketball tournament (no, it's not too much) : the Kevin Costner's Tour.
PS : As we're sold out of jokes, we're unable to propose you another one. Sorry for this lack of inspiration.
PPS : here's just a short note to tell you that we deliberately lost the tournament to let our friend Déborah win for her birthday. Actually, she lost.
PPPS : do you seriously wish to read more postscriptums ?
PPPPS : if yes, here's the last one for you.
ILIADIS Thomas
MAIRE Quentin
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