Monday, September 27, 2010

Francais! (it means "French")

Months ago, when we finally decided on Carden for Deacon, I was excited about the prospect that they taught French.  Mostly because that's what I studied oh so long ago in High School and College and thought it'd be a great opportunity for me to "re-learn" it as Deacon learned.  So imagine my disappointment when after the first week, Deacon couldn't even tell us his French teacher's name (She goes by Madame - French for ma'am or madam).

As the weeks went by, it was like pulling teeth, getting him to tell us what he had learned in French class.  According to Deacon, for an entire week they learned to say mother, father, sister, and brother (though the only one he remembered was sister, soeur, the one he doesn't need).  So I all but gave up, figuring maybe next year in 1st grade he'd really start to get it.

Foe some reason, tonight, while snuggling before bed, I figured I'd give it one more try.  He said a few things that were unintelligible to me... maybe French, maybe just nonsense, so I just let it go and said good night.

After a few minutes, he said, "Daddy, I know how to say 'have'... it's 'a'."  Which is actually right, but it could have been a fluke.  So I congratulated him and let him know I was glad.  A few seconds later he said, "a book is 'le livre'.... 'Il a le livre'," which means "He has the book."!!!  Then he proceeded to say, "J'ai le livre. Tu as le livre. Elle a le livre." (I have the book. You have the book. She has the book.)  I was excited and totally amazed.  Had he been storing this all up?!?

Then, as if to want to top it all off before going to sleep, he said, "Le sac à dos a le livre."...

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The backpack has the book.

Good night, Père (father).

Good night my sneaky little genius! Je t'aime!

2 comments:

Martha said...

LOL -- What a sweet story!

Natalie said...

I took 2 years of French in high school and he officially knows more than me!