Which means that I finished my tutoring lessons today! And I am very happy about that. Yippee!!! Unfortunately, that doesn’t mean I can speak or understand French now. Oh, no…but I can really read it well! If only I could get everyone to write down what they are saying to me…and I could write back… Myrtille was an excellent tutor—really pounding grammar into my head—but she couldn’t work miracles. At least she kept her humor and patience the entire time.
So, how did I celebrate after taking my last lesson? I went to a book store and bought a new French-English dictionary. I decided it was about time to replace the old one from high school (Class of ’68) so maybe I could find words like computer, dishwasher, menopause (you never know when you might need that one..), hot flashes (I do need that one), microwave, marijuana (still haven’t but you never know), etc.
I am not going to stop studying, of course, but I am going to take a break from the books. There are some French movies in the apartment that I can watch; I can listen to French radio and television; I can read French newspapers. But what I really need to do, as we all know, is talk and listen to someone speak French. A demain! (Until tomorrow.)
