Several months ago I had the chance to live in Paris with a French family for four months. One of my best Parisian friends was my 10 year old host sister, Marie. This is a blog post I wrote in January during my second week in Paris. Enjoy!
My ten year old friend, Marie, has given me homework. I think she is tired of me not understanding her references, so she has loaned me several French children’s books. I have been instructed to read a different one each night and report back to her. And I’ll do it. Let’s face it; she probably has a better grasp on my French abilities than the professors who decided to put me in Intermediate French III. Although, I was told that my French was perfect by a cute waiter at a café, so… He obviously lied. But, in his defense, I am very good at ordering food. I’ve had a lot of practice with my three trips to McDonald’s.
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