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05 Feb

I had my first French class tonight.

Much goodness. For starters, even at my very slow walking speed (I blame short legs … nothing to do with laziness …) it’s a comfortable 20-25 minute walk from home. With time, it should be more like 20 minutes, especially if I do not stop for chocolate. I got a lift home with the friend who’s taking the class with me, but I will aim to walk it next week if the weather is good.

It’s a small group (7 of us) with the usual range of ability. To my delight (and surprise) I am closer to the top than to the bottom of the class. Having read over the textbook, I was ok with understanding written words and with saying them. The hardest part was hearing spoken French.

The highlight of the evening was learning to say J’aime faire du lèche vitrine – which translates, literally, as I like to lick shop windows. There is of course another meaning, but we will not worry about that so much even though it has the Power of Usage. The Power of Funny wins. My friend Ann suggested that this could be a useful phrase to know when the police arrest me. And Fraser said he will not kiss me again until I disinfect my tongue.

That may have been Too Much Information.

My textbook is pretty amazing too. It’s full of little jokes, interesting asides and a 3-way love triangle. Also, at the foot of each page next to the page number is the text of the number – so it says “28 vingt huit” instead of just “28”.

I did, however, manage to say that I like toys when I meant I like games. jeu = game. jouet = toy. jouer = to play.  Between that and the window licking, it could have been a very interesting evening.

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Posted by on February 5, 2008 in french, languages

 

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