And I recall, in the 8th grade, being asked to choose my second language: French or Spanish.
French? For what? In case of the unlikely event of visiting Quebec?
Spanish? Includes a grade 12 trip to Mexico? Sign Me Up!
Which leaves me at the following level of French comprehension common to all Canadians:
Bonjour. Je m'appelle Pollie
Comment ça va?
ça va bien, et tu?
Où est la bibliothèque?
Le Chat sur la table.
And, of course, the usual Canadian labels such as:
Attention, café chaud
Arret (I do not know how to make the little hat on the keyboard...)
Jus d'orange
Sortie de secours
50% moins de sel
Je deteste la ketchup
J'aime le hockey
And now I find myself in France...
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