If you would like to know a little bit about me, honestly, you can find out WAY TOO MUCH in Blame It on Paris, which is a true story of an American falling in love with a Frenchman and he with her, forcing both of them, as well as their families, to deal with each other’s crazy cultures. I had to learn how to prepare snails! He had to taste wine from Alabama! Probably enough said. We lived in France for a while and then eventually moved back to the U.S., so that I could take a position teaching French language and culture at Duke University. Now we go back to France for the summer every year.
Other than that, I’ve had the privilege of studying Polynesian culture and dance as a Fulbright Scholar to French Polynesia (Tahiti), and I’ve traveled as much as I can, often backpacking by myself through countries when I was younger.
The true story of how I started learning French is: a teddy-bear. When I was 15 months old, my father gave me a teddy bear from Paris, so as I got a little older, I wanted him to be able to speak his own language when I made him talk. So you can see how such a small nourishment of a child’s ability to dream–or even your own ability to dream–can lead very far.
I hope these books nourish your dreams, too!
