I just finished my first French lesson in France. I learned a lot, and not all of it the language. For instance, the French revolution started here in Grenoble. I’d like to learn more about that. And in January, there is a celebration with a special cake that sounds like the king cake from Mardi Gras. I’ll have to remember to keep an eye out for one at the bakery… that would be fun.
The instructor kept complimenting my pronunciation. Kind of embarrassing. I have no idea why my pronunciation would be better than someone else’s. I don’t speak any languages other than English. I didn’t study countless years of French in school.
I thought it would be easier to have the lesson here, at nap time. Kaitlyn woke up from her nap early. Ben dropped by Jack, his dog, at the same moment. It was chaotic. Then just when I thought things had settled back down, a parade of horses walked up the street and Jack went nuts barking at them. So I let him out. Then he started banging on the front door to be let in. Oh la la (as they say here)… it was not conducive to learning! We’ll see how Friday’s lesson goes. I may have to figure out some alternate arrangement because I really, really, really want to learn to speak French! And some degree of concentration is helpful.