Today's prompt is: Describe where or what you come from. The people, the places, and/or the factors that make up who you are.
Did you know my mom is French? Well, now you do! Not French from France unfortunately, but French from Quebec. You know, that place where they say Eh! a lot.
See that picture? No, it's not a picture of a town in Canada. It's a picture of Newport, Vermont--the town that I grew up in. Newport is really close to Canada though; it's about 10 or so miles from the border and sits right on the shores of one out of two lakes the two countries share--Lake Memphremagog.
The thing I remember most from my childhood is sitting on our porch and looking out onto the lake and mountains. That and walking across the train track bridge that was the shortest way home from the marina, praying with all of my might that I'd cross before the next train did and trying not to look between the planks at the water underneath. (You have not felt fear unless you have ran across railroad ties a foot apart with a train whistle blowing ominously behind you and only very cold water below you. This picture is actually of a newer safer bridge and not the one I almost got run over by a train on.
My mom and her siblings (all 7 of them) had pretty much grown up in Newport too--my grandparents immigrated to the US from Quebec when my mom was 8 or 9. I say from Quebec instead of from Canada because that's a really big thing in my family. When my grandparents were young whippersnappers, Quebec actually wanted to secede from the rest of Canada and become its own little French country. I remember family reunions on my grandmother's side where that idea was still discussed as a reality. Personally, I think it would be silly to form your own country just because you speak a different language, but hey.
I really can't remember a time when I didn't understand French and I used to be able to speak it without any effort; now though, I'm a little out of practice and I've acquired a little bit of an American accent. I am trying to teach the hubby some French though. It makes me so proud and happy when he says things like je t'aime (I love you) or ma femme (my wife).
We'll definitely be teaching our kiddos to speak some French, and we may even go back to little Newport and my lake, but only for a visit!