Daily Archives: December 1, 2007

Catalan Culture – it ain’t Spain!

I wrote recently about the differences between the Spanish in Spain and the Catalan people from Catalonia; North Eastern Spain to the rest of you uninitiated. Today we personally hit upon the real differences and the direction in which these issues are heading.

When we first moved here, just north of the eastern Spanish border in France, it was 2004 and our trips just south of the border to places like La Junquera, Figueres and Girona were no trouble in that Arnold could communicate with the shop staff and locals in Castillian. The street signs, etc, were in Castillian (Spanish) as well. Today, in 2007, it is a completely different story.

Today, we ventured south to Girona to do some shopping and met with severe opposition to anything spoken in Spanish. No signs, street or otherwise, in any language other than Catalan. Shop staff ploughed ahead speaking to us in vociferous Catalan and ignoring any effort on our behalf to reply in Spanish. You could have been in any country anywhere other than Spain. And we were only 60 minutes from Barcelona. These days our Catalan guests are calling us on the phone and refusing to speak French, English or Spanish…this makes things very difficult as Catalan, as a language, is unknown outside of Catalonia itself. And you have to be ’local’ to recognise this.

Until 1975 the Catalan people were effectively banned from speaking their language and living their culture by the Franco regime. But they sure are making up for it now. And good on them in most ways. But I wonder just how things will be in a few short years time. I fear the Catalan people will have isolated themselves completely from the rest of Europe.

And those of us who live near and around them will have to learn yet another language in order to communicate with them. I think the sooner we humans realise what a barrier language can be, the better it will be for all of us to try to meet in the middle…somewhere.

Dare I suggest…english?…

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Welcome to France – four years later

Last week I went, along with my son, to our ‘welcome to France’ session. This is an ‘integration’ thing aimed at new arrivals in France. They test you on your French language skills – or lack of them – to assess your needs for acquiring them. They enquire about what you wish to do, achieve and what employment you are after in France. At the end, about three hours later, you sign a contract of integration. Patrick and I went through all this, even though we have been here for just on four years.

I can already hold a conversation to some degree in french so lessons were not deemed necessary for me. Patrick, yes, but we have been trying to get some course of instruction for him for the past four years anyway without much luck.  As co-owner of this hotel I already have employment (they found this difficult to understand though) so they didn’t need to go over that with me. Patrick, yes. He has been registered with ANPE for nearly a year now and they have still to find him the most menial of work anywhere.

We are already in the healthcare system here; two kids are already in the education system; we have been paying (exhorbitant) tax since we arrived and receive the usual family benefits.  We`are familiar with the laws of the land (even if most of them were laid down by Napoleon and are ridiculously outdated now.

What did those 3 hours achieve? nothing at all really – for us. The ‘welcome to France’ speech made by the woman there was all in French which leaves you wondering why they assume newcomers can speak fluent French at the start. But the fact was that the others there were from French speaking places such as Morocco and Algeria.

Maybe this exercise would have been helpful at the start of our life here, when we were running around trying to get as much information as possible yet running into brickwalls everywhere. We are still hitting brickwalls in places. But it has taken this length of time for our initial applications for those carte de sejours to get anywhere.

As we have the place on the market I just would not be surprised if those elusive permits arrive just as we are packing the boxes and handing the keys of the place over to the new owners.

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