Daily Prompt: Blogger in a Strange Land

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What’s the strangest place from which you’ve posted your blog?When was the last time you were out and about and suddenly thought, “I need to write about this”?

I was in Montreal last year, my daughter and I rented an apartment in “Beaubien”, the landlord was a nice young man, though a Frenchman, he tried his best to speak English. I noticed in a few days he was speaking unbelievably well in the language. he made me believe if we try we can always learn languages with relative ease.

The apartment was on the top storey, it had winding stairs leading up to the apartment. When I looked up I couldn’t be sure I’d want to climb up and down those stairs daily, after I climbed up and down once it became a habit and it did not trouble me anymore.

In that spacious two bedroom apartment with  large living dining  and a huge kitchen. I’d comfortably sit on one of the chairs and do blogging.

I never missed a day, each morning after breakfast I’d take my laptop in the kitchen ready to write the prompts. Sunlight  streaming through the window, made my writing more enjoyable.

After completing my writing prompt, I’d go out to see some of the shops, my daughter wanted to buy shoes, I told myself I don’t want any shoes, so I won’t buy.

While sitting in the shoe store I decide to get up and walk about, it was the biggest mistake I made, I saw a pair and felt there’s no harm trying it on, I won’t buy them. Well the shoes looked adorable on my feet, I just had to buy it, then I bought another and another, I ended up buying three pairs. I could not check my temptation.

I came back with three pairs of shoes, I gave in to temptation, next thing I realized we have to buy  a suitcase to pack all the stuff we bought.



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English: Royal Canadian Mounted Police - Rider...

English: Royal Canadian Mounted Police – Rider’s Uniforms (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Royal Canadian Mounted Police

Royal Canadian Mounted Police (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Six months after I got married,I received my passport,ticket and the necessary papers sent by my husband. I arrived in Montreal in August. I looked for a teaching job.I found out new teachers are hired in June. My husband was a Physician and I was unemployed. I made the most of my free time scoping around the neighborhood.

One day I went out to buy some groceries in the nearby super market, I bought the usual and came home. Our apartment was on the third floor. I climbed the stairs and noticed two tall figures standing in front of our apartment. I could not see clearly who they were,the stairway was dark. I was frightened,I gathered myself and said, “Can I help you”? Both of them took out their ID and held it up for me to see. They were RCMP (royal Canadian mounted police) officers. I was trying to think what could I possibly have done in such a short time?

I opened the door and invited them in,wondering at the same time, why are they here. They told me they want to ask me some questions. I agreed to answer, whatever I know. When was I married,my arrival date,and all sorts of personal questions. Their main concern was when did I buy the television. ‘I don’t know’ I said,’ it was bought by my husband before I came to Montreal’. Then there were questions about my husband,his date of birth and so on when they asked me about his date of birth. I said,’I don’t know’. At that point the look they gave me seemed they did not believe me. One of them said, ‘You don’t know your husband’s date of birth’? ‘No’ I repeated. One of them could not hide his feeling,he blurted out,’Strange’.

Realizing they have no clue about our culture, I told them mine was an arranged marriage, therefore I did not see him or talk to him before I got married. I am not sure what they understood,they had a piece of paper, one of them wrote something and handed to me.I was supposed to give it to my husband,when he returns.

My husband bought a TV from Platsburgh,near Montreal. When the new TV gave him trouble,he took it to the repairman to get it fixed. The repairman found out by its serial number it was bought in the States,I am guessing the rest alerted the RCMP,who in turn came to find out if the required taxes were paid. They did not harass me,asked me questions I could not answer,I wasn’t there when the TV was bought.