An Exercise in Imagination

During my last year of undergraduate studies in Paris I had to take an English class. Luckily for me, I wasn’t to be taught the if clause for the gazillionth time, when even the second attempt had been unnecessary. We read and discussed (or at least attempted to) various texts in English. The language skills…

Hold Fast, Verjo, You Have Been Sentenced to Death by Fahrenheit 451

My last couple of weeks have been focused around one not so pleasurable event: my driving theory test. I know, I know, who on Earth who’s my age still does not have their driver’s licence? Well, me, for one. The test itself is stressful enough, but studying from a rotten piece of trash makes everything…