Discovering an Old Village in France

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

On a piece of paper, I wrote a list of things that the nieces had to find in our village.

They spoke up, "But we do not even know the name of your street."

In which I thought to myself that will be tomorrow's game.

I sent them out telling them they had to take a photo of each thing to prove that they had found the things on the list.

Happily, the set-out.

 

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

 

A cat.

 

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

 

A blue shutter.

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

 

The church door.

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

There are sixteen fountains in our village they had to find five of them.

Number 1.

 

 

A cat in a window sill.

 

 

 

 

Discovering our village on an early summer evening.

 

 

 

 

Another fountain.

Number 2.

 


 

 

Fountain number 3.

 

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

One of the things I asked them to find was a place, a loop, where one use to tie their horse.

Yeah, this wasn't it.

 

 

 

Fountain number four.

 

 

 

The front door of the school.

 


Fountain number 5.

 

 

 

 

 

The iron loop to tie one's horse.

 

 

 

 

Happiness found.

 

 

 

 

A year above a doorway indicating when a house was built.

 

 

 

 

 

A face.

 

 

Annie's tree.

 

 

 

 

 

 

An iron "lettre" box.

 

 

 

 

Playing with a cat since they missed theirs.

 

 

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

 

A bonus, another fountain.

 

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

 

A lion's head.

 

 

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

The things to find on the list I made were within a few minutes on foot from our home.

 

 

 

 

Discovering an Old Village in France

 

 

Faces on a building.

 

 

 

 

 

Bravo.

Tomorrow another game awaits.

 

 



Comments

28 responses to “Discovering an Old Village in France”

  1. Kathie B

    My computer doesn’t show a photo of Annie’s tree.

  2. Jacklynn Lantry

    What an absolute joy this journey is! Thanks for sharing. Those gals are so lovely:) Tell them to stop in Boston on their way home and I’ll show them around:)

  3. And they found the petite lady with blonde hair and black glasses and a huge smile at the end of the treasure hunt and hugged her and everyone giggled. What a fun idea Corey! I also cannot see Annie’s tree photo amongst your photos,.

  4. What a great way to acclimate them to your part of the world. I love it.

  5. Excellentissime…
    Bravo les filles !!!

  6. Annie’s tree is now the stump with a face carved on it.

  7. This is a great idea. I see groups of students around Carcassonne–in la Cité, of course, but also at the main market–looking for items on their treasure hunt lists. “What is topinambour?” one asked.
    For my kid’s birthday some years ago, I did a treasure hunt. This required cooking up clues, which, to stay in the spirit, needed to be in the form of rhyming riddles. However, all the kids but two spoke French only (the two were bilingual). It was quite a linguistic exercise for me, having a tin ear for French rhymes–“ai” like lait and é like aimé sound the same to me but not at all to the French.
    Your nieces are much more likely to notice all the little details now that you’ve opened their eyes.

  8. … wow! adorable young ladies, sooooo sweet, elles sont belles belles belles, bonne continuation chère Corey avec tes nièces symnaptiques…*y* ça me fait pense´quand moi , j étais si jeune et ja découvert la belle france…. oh mon coeur est enchanté….. love ….

  9. Leslie in Oregon

    What a fun way to get your nieces to notice details while exploring nearby parts of your village! They look like they really enjoyed the game.
    16 fountains in one village…wow! Is water running into all of them? How many churches in the village have one or more bells that ring at given times of the day? (I could go on and on, thinking of the many, many things I loved about the French-Swiss towns in which I’ve lived.)

  10. Kathie B

    Ahhhh…

  11. frieda borowicz

    One of my favorite treasures in your village is your bakery!! The edible treasues there are divine. Blessings

  12. RebeccaNYC

    What a wonderful idea!! No wonder you are (must be) their favorite Aunt!

  13. You put all other aunts to shame! This is adorable!

  14. Lovely. But very, very hard to see.
    Wish the pictures, would/could enlarge.
    Mari-Nanci

  15. Briliant idea. I want a treasure hunt when I get to France ne t time.

  16. How fun!!

  17. You have to be the coolest AUNT ever! What fun and adventure you have lined up for the girls. Thank you for bringing me along.

  18. This was such a great idea! It’s fun for me that I recognize many of the spots they found. Such a good auntie.

  19. Chico Sue

    What a very creative way to give these young women an opportunity to really SEE some of the typically French things in your village (and to give yourself a little time with them out of the house, no?) It is evident by their big smiles how much they enjoyed the task. Brava!

  20. I love that your niece wears a crown on her head.

  21. Sounds like the girls are having the time of their life. Memories made for a lifetime. Can’t wait to read about more adventures in France. It is truly fabulous. So much culture to be seen. Experiencing life in France. It doesn’t get better than that.

  22. The photos are from my niece’s cell phone.

  23. One church with bells that ring every hour for each hour twice.

  24. Kristin

    what a simply marvelous, creative way to have your nieces learn about your town..you are a genius!

  25. Oh the fun…. 🙂
    And what a great idea of yours to keep them occupied, getting to know your village and how very kind of them to take photos of every surprise to be found. This is a marvellous thing to do and I can’t wait for the next ‘challenge’. How very, very wonderful. Have fun all of you – take it easy and play, play, play…..

  26. Especially loved Annie’s tree – another wonderful memory!

  27. Leslie in Oregon

    Of all that I miss about living in Europe, I think it is hearing the ringing of church bells ringing that I miss the most. The (relatively) old stone church that I attend in Portland has a steeple with one huge bell that is rung (by a strong adult pulling on a thick rope) to summon us to church on Sunday mornings. But it is not the same, since the church is on park blocks in the middle of an American city.

  28. Thank you.
    But in the next post, you must have taken them! Because they are delightfully large!!!!!
    Merci!!!
    Mari-Nanci

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