09 April 2012

7 j'apprends à parler le français


i'm taking french. every wednesday. it's a real enough class that there's homework, a fact that i am trying (and failing) to embrace. and so i've reverted to habits i never had in high school- doing the assignment in the hour before class and frantically memorizing conjugations on the way there. 

as evidenced by the "HELLO! my name is... how are you?" conversation my mother and i now have every single time we speak, it's coming along, albeit very slowly. but i am building an arsenal of words. for instance:

hello, my name is oline. i am a writer. how are you? coffee, please. i am very well, but fatigued. i need the cake. my father is tall. my mother is pretty. my grandmother is short and my grandfather is a woodworker. vieve... she is my cat! i am sarcastic. i have many glasses of champagne and am excited about my exciting travels. i will see you tomorrow. goodbye. 

you see what that boils down to, right? WORST.FIRST.DATE.EVER. 

7 comments:

mak said...

Which is why you skip the conversation and just kiss on the riverbank. Duh.

Megan said...

And this is why I took five years of French. I planned ahead!

oline said...

mak, YES. agreed.

and meggie, i totally should've planned ahead. the 8 years of latin have taken me NOWHERE.

Megan said...

Yeah, nobody speaks Latin nowadays. You might as well have taken Aramaic.

Linda said...

I mean, at least you didn't START the date with "vieve, she is my cat!".

Clark MF Price said...

Are you reading Me Talk Pretty One Day to immerse yourself in the process?

Clark MF Price said...

P.S. I let a friend borrow that book and she just thought that it was "ok" and then she didn't even return it. Worst kind of person.