is the twelfth time I come to the club TAGS á Stepanavan, so I can Plutarch to know enough well. The club away from any center francophone deeply Francophile lives with varying his friendship (I could almost love) towards France.
Difficulties abound: unemployment important youth still moving (military service for boys, girls for marriage) but their lack of internet has arrived punacite conquer all.
Lucina, who presided with wisdom and competence of the club organized recently a meeting of French clubs, here, young will love it. Finished their isolation, especially since the dish has arrived. As a benefit can never alone, we also speak of the advent of the Internet. The then a strong wind will blow fresh air. We do everything here to make themselves known: the priest comes to bless the locals, local television comes to film locations, and leadership for a young advertising of good quality. A vestiere is taking place, perhaps timidly but should we not have a beginning?
a needy family has just been sponsored. We are talking about open modestly course French cuisine. Some ideas here and there, slowly germinating. I think reasonably we can be optimistic. Truly the late spring Stepanavan will wake here, the breath of survival and resurrection, knocks at the door. Youth meantime, they would enter, us to respond. Already, all my congratulations to 2 young Amrakits village and the young daughter of Lia Gulagarak which fréquantent the club regularly.
all this are added the German courses that show real interest and a commitment to foolproof. I remain amazed often faced with young people as attentive as volunteers. They are effectively guided by a teacher who does not neglect his sentence: Frau Manik.
Come, young Stepanavan
The better days arrive, remember to enjoy it.
Gaston Hanry
