My daughter is taking a French elective at school for the second year in a row, so that makes her somewhat of an expert now. We were chatting about this yesterday and she was telling me how cool it was to think she was able to speak a different language, and she was excited at the possibility of visiting a country that speaks French so she could try it out.
As much as I would love a visit to France, Europe isn’t in the cards, at least anytime in the near future. There are many other places we (I?) want to visit, and they are taking priority. I’m anxious to continue seeing THIS country, where we live, and we are very close to visiting all 50 states (I’m at 46 – North Dakota, Idaho, Alaska, and Hawaii; Melody is at 45 – add Kansas to that list). We are planning an Alaska vacation in a few years, when Melody can assist in some of the driving. A road trip to Hawaii may be a few more years away, too…. Just kidding.
I guess I’m not ready to start globe-hopping… Unless my daughter goes with me. But I don’t want it to seem like my expectations are for everyone to speak English where the native language is something else. That would make me an ugly American. My surprise was that, in a country like Canada, where English is spoken in every other province, French is the only language spoken in Quebec.
I had two years of Spanish in high school, plus a half-semester of French, but, really, the only things I can remember, other than some basic common vocabulary, are how to conjugate verbs and structure a sentence. And I never could get the inflection right in either language. I can’t even do a British accent. But my daughter can. She has all the real talent in the family.
Have a great evening, everyone.