When you ask a stranger about your country…

When you ask a stranger about your country, you probably trigger a good conversation. Cultural differences are infinite, and an attentive person will probably be amazed by daily things you don’t notice anymore : the way people talk to each other, the way stores are organized, the houses, the sky, churches, markets, TV, the way people walk, or dress according to their age, food, car, driving manners, books’ colors.

I love this kind of conversation, mainly because it’s interesting for both camps. Your friend from abroad will, in a way, give you new eyes to see your own country. Disillusions or amazements with all the shades between, all this make you think…

Therefore you want to hear more, you both laugh and smile, you compare with what they have to say about their country. How is it different? Why? Is it good? How is the wind? The air? How do men watch women? Do people talk to each other when they wait in line? How is politeness, manners?

You will want to visit the other side, right?

But sometimes I ask too much. I’m like “Hey hello! Do you like it here? What did you notice?”, and I get “Nathing. Everything’s normal. It’s cool”. Well. OK!

Have a nice trip!

Have a nice day! Bonne journée !


Isn’t there a little tool here? When and where, in our lives, would we need to have “fresh eyes”? How can we get that? Alone or with a friend who’d play the stranger? Why do I think about the frog in boiling water?…

“Please glance and tell what you see…”



What happens on the border ?

OK I’m french. My english is a frenglish, it’s rusty and wobbly, et voilà. Try me, though. I’ll do my best. I promise. If sometimes it’s too bad, just laugh at me or roll you eyes.

What happens on the border ? Que se passe-t-il à la frontière ?

Astronautes et cosmonautes, when they are over our planet Earth, have a SHOCK.

You know what kind of shock ? They watch the Earth and well, they see something. In fact they do not see something :

“Les frontières n’existent pas”

No borders on our planet. No boundaries at all ! They are only in our heads.

Borders are full of questions. What do you find ON the border ? Checkpoints ? Holes ? Paths ? Gates ? Is a border a line, or a geographic large place (say : no man’s land ?) ? If it’s a large border, is it a whole territory ? Is a border closed or opened ?

Can a border separate different nature-of-things ? After all, ice could be the border between air and water ? Are borders imposed ? Moving ? Inherited ?  Natural (river) or built (wall) ? What happens on the border ? Discovery ? Désillusion ?

What happens at the cross of A, B, and C territories ? What are mental borders ? When do we say “Tu vas trop loin” : you go too far ? And what if you cross that border ? Haha ! You’ll see… Tu verras, mon petit.

Tool 1 : It’s always funny to play with a simple concept and to apply what we know to other territories. Where are the borders in the house of a loving couple ? Between an employee and his manager ? What are the way to pass a closed one ? Are there some spécifiques “borders activities” ?

Tool 2 : No boundaries on Earth. These are all given, provided, confered, inside-of-heads things. Apply on some other borders, juste pour s’amuser…