I hear the voice of rage and ruin.
Yesterday was a wreck of a day.
There was a huge drama-blow-up amongst the grade 8 students. The grade 9s could not focus to save their lives. The grade 12s would continuously talk back or whisper behind my back. This is not normal behavior from them. At all. I though maybe I'd gone and done something wrong, because it was just so ubiquitous.
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There was a huge drama-blow-up amongst the grade 8 students. The grade 9s could not focus to save their lives. The grade 12s would continuously talk back or whisper behind my back. This is not normal behavior from them. At all. I though maybe I'd gone and done something wrong, because it was just so ubiquitous.
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If you are to know the Acadians, you must know two things:
They may bend, but they never bow.
They are born with songs in their very veins.
The first is the reason they were forced from their homeland, and the second is what kept them alive as they fled. Oh, you may hear a good deal else about their survival -- lord knows there are tales aplenty of ships and journeys and scraping by -- but it will always come back to the blood. You can't escape it. Not the kind in your body, and certainly not the kind in strange red eyes of little boys found in the woods.
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"So this is the child everyone is whispering about," came a voice. More accurately, came heavy footfalls and then a voice. The combination was distinctive, belonging to one Emil Lapin ( ... )
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LOVE how the intro/ending pieces are exactly like a song, with a rhythm to the wording. And Emil! Fiddling Emil who manages to be awesome enough to entice weeee!Remy into the camp. How old is feral!Remy any way? And where did he come from? And what's gonna happen now? AND WHEN WILL THIS TURN INTO AN EPIC?!
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This universe is a beautiful, beautiful thing. The fact that I may have to teach the Acadian Expulsion next semester thrills and terrifies me now.
Emil's just that damn good. If the devil had gone down to Louisiana as opposed to Georgia...
And I'm currently having visions of a slightly scrubbed up, fed, and sort-of talking Remy desperately trying to get Emil to teach him to fiddle, or to at least play...
I DO NOT KNOW ANY OF THE ANSWERS TO MANY OF THESE QUESTIONS. BUT I KIND OF WANT TO FIND OUT.
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I'm so glad that you like this! It's nice to know that my nerdery pays off on occasion. I had so much fun writing this universe. I won't lie to you, I read it aloud too. With the accent and everything.
Mind me asking how you found your way here? I love strangers!
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Ha, I so cannot do an Acadian accent. No exposure! I tip my hat to you.
Also, high five for the Canadian west coast types. I used to spend a lot of time out that way and miss it terribly.
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