Monday, March 11, 2013

Une voiture...

Why do I sometimes have an overwhelming urge to use french words? Maybe it's because, according to my mother, I spoke only french until I was 5. I do have faint recollections of struggling with reading (in English) when I was in first and second grades of elementary school. I have a specific memory of being in a group of children who needed extra help with reading.

Oh boy, do I ever wish I was fluently bi-lingual now! I love the french language. Ever so beautiful.

At any rate... I am now the owner of a very used car. Une voiture. I bought a 2002 Subaru Forester from a gentleman in a neighboring neighborhood. Paid for it today. Tomorrow I'm full up with students so it won't be until Wednesday afternoon that I can go down to motor vehicles to have it registered.

If I had asked 10 people their opinion on this car I know I would have recieved 10 different assessments! Such is the way it is. Questions, questions. Am I dealing with an honest seller? Will I be taken for a ride? Is the car worth the asking price? Is it a lemon? Will I regret the purchase? And on it goes. There comes a point when I say enough--must put my faith and trust in humanity. Because really, if one can't do that, what does that say about the quality of life one may lead? I think it's very similar to the old saying: "It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all." ... "It is better to have trusted and been taken for a ride than to have never trusted at all." Yup, that's it. I have a good feeling about this car.

It will need new tires before next winter but I have all summer to deal with that. I did have the VIN (vehical identification number) checked out with Carfax and the report came back favorable, so I wasn't going totally on blind faith.

I received multiple recommendations from friends in NH and NY that a Subaru would be very good for the New England winters, and that they last a good long time. The names "Outback" and "Forester" came up several times. Had an Outback presented itself in my timeframe, and as equally qualified as this car appears to be, I would not have hesitated to snatch it up. As it were, this Forester came into view first so it wins out!

Ma voiture:


  1. Congratulations on your nouvelle voiture! It will be very practical for you in your new surroundings.

    My brother didn't speak English until he started kindergarten. We and my parents lived with my grandparents, who spoke Cantonese. I started speaking English when he went to kindergarten (he's 2 years older than me), and went to Head Start for a year, and was reading before I went to kindergarten. Kids brains are so malleable!

    1. Thanks, Michele. Owning a car is all foreign to me, I don't even know what to do with it! Not much until I'm moved to NH except to move it from one side of the street to the other on alternate-side-of-the-street-parking days. :)


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