Story: It was 1996, and our class did a trip to an overnight camp by the lake. No parents, just us kids and our very cool teacher, Mme. Perusse. After a rigorous day and lots of “temps libre”, we watched “Le Grenouille et la Baleine”. It was a story about a lovable Quebecois girl who could breathe underwater and understand the songs of whales. Needless to say, it wasn’t a particularly “good” movie but I would always remember it as one of my first memories of childhood freedom.
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