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vendredi 15 octobre 2010

;-) Writing activity: If I was a journalist I would be...

    If I was a journalist I would be live during the seventeenth century. Why? Because in this way I could go to the  facto capital of the kingdom of France  for over a century : the Palace of Versailles. But if I was a journalist I would be a famous journalist, a journalist who could wander trough the Court of Louis XIV.  I would be a socialist, maybe a courtier. I would write only about luxury and debauchery. Yeh, I'm sure I could never be a political journalist. What does it matter if Colbert contributed to the economical development? Isn't more exciting that the Kind has a new mistress? Isn't it?
So, when scientists will invent a time machine, I will go to press the knob and fix it at the middle of the seventeenth century. Before I would have gone to see a costume designer and I will arrive in the Court with one of this costumes and all people will be jealous and fall in love with me. That's will be a good time... Furthermore I will predict to the famous personality like the Sun King, Molière, La Fontaine, Mme de Sévigné, La Bruyère...them future because I'm studying french literature and  I know them biographies... When I'll have this machine I will win a lot of money in this past century. Maybe, after this experience I'll choose to come back to the twenty-first century to spend lots of my fortune to bring a gigantic private library with more than one million books or maybe I'll leave, never to return.

    So, I'm thinking about something... If I had been a journalist I wish I have been a man! I would have worn the rhingrav and a felt hat, I would have had a lot of red ribbons: all accessories for a wealthy man, to be rich otherwise nothing. Certainly I might have been very gentlemanly.  I'd have been very mysterious, anyone to know who I'd have been. If I'd been rich it wouldn't have been  because I'd have worked to win money, no, I'd have been a gentleman of leisure, my function of being a journalist just for fun, just to spread gossips about the elite. In my bed, I would have driven all  the upper crust, on the pillow the most beautiful women could have entrusted with me the bawdiest things, the incredulous things. In my bedroom, with this confidences, nobody could have been sheltered of my sarcasms... The following days I'd have taken my quill and I'd have adorned humorously the darkened pages of news. The seventeenth century isn't just the Century of Louis XIV, still as we call it nowadays, on the seventeenth century lived Molière. Molière would might been my best friend. As a dedication to him, I'd have signed all my articles with the name of this famous piece: 'Don Juan'. And Don Juan I would have been...


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