I was in French class last night and we were going over the Passe Compose. In French, certain verbs use the avoir (to have) for the past tense and certain verbs use the etre (to be) verb for the past tense.
Yes, only the French.
Anyway, we were going over it last night. For the most part, I know what verb uses what in the past tense but I know it instinctively now. Yes, I sound like the arrogant nerd of high school but I was a French major in college and did a year of graduate study so I should be able to speak it a bit.
Anyway, there's this girl (okay, woman), in my class. I'll call her Cheryl (because that's her name). Anyway, Cheryl likes to give EVERYONE the answers. She even corrects the teacher and offers "helpful" suggestions.
Can you tell I don't like her that much?
Oh, and she does that thing where, when she answers a question correctly or "helps" the instructor, she tosses her head and looks around to make sure everyone knows she was right.
Well, last night the teacher asked me about a verb and all of a sudden I couldn't remember. You know, when you know the answer but when asked a direct question you don't know. You know? So the teacher starts in on an example to help me remember. I guess Cheryl felt I needed help because at the same time she turns to me (complete with toss) and says, "It's etre."
Pissed off, I shut her down with a loud, "Shhh."
Everyone in class heard and they all like Cheryl and I hate being the bad guy and they'll probably never speak to me again and I'll never be friends with them but OH MY GOD SHE WAS JUST ANNOYING THE CRAP OUT OF ME!!!
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Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Pardon My French
As I've mentioned before, I'm not working this fall. I almost got a part-time job but it turns out I make more money on unemployment. Go figure. Anyway, I feel that I need to keep busy in order not to fuck too many things up which I feel like I've been doing a lot lately. Especially with my daughter. She's having trouble with friends at school (she feels that people put her down and tease her a lot) and in trying to be sympathetic, I think I may have become too involved.
To prevent further grief in her life, I'm getting out of the house and taking an adult education French class. I was a French major in college although none of the professor knew it because I spent all my time in the theater. Anyway, I love all things French and with time on my hands I thought it'd be good to re-learn the language a bit.
At the start of class, the teacher wanted to make sure that she had our correct phone numbers. The first student recited his in French so we all felt we had to follow suit.
Now, I've spoken enough French in the past to know my numbers well so I rattled mine off quickly. And this woman, another student, turns to her neighbor and says, "Well, that was an easy number, that's why she did it so quickly."
Do people never change? Maybe I should ask my daughter for advice....
To prevent further grief in her life, I'm getting out of the house and taking an adult education French class. I was a French major in college although none of the professor knew it because I spent all my time in the theater. Anyway, I love all things French and with time on my hands I thought it'd be good to re-learn the language a bit.
At the start of class, the teacher wanted to make sure that she had our correct phone numbers. The first student recited his in French so we all felt we had to follow suit.
Now, I've spoken enough French in the past to know my numbers well so I rattled mine off quickly. And this woman, another student, turns to her neighbor and says, "Well, that was an easy number, that's why she did it so quickly."
Do people never change? Maybe I should ask my daughter for advice....
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