Parlez-vous francais?

My friend recently told me that she has been studying French, a language which we both learned in high school. That made me wonder how much of the language I still retain. It didn’t take me long to realize that I remember just enough to be frustrated by it. I was never fluent, and I’ve lost all claim to being conversant. However, I do think I could pull off a rather startling monologue. It would go something like this:

I am American.

Let the good times roll.

I love you, and also croissants.

Do you want to sleep with me tonight?

My God, there’s a dragon in my bed!

To arms, citizens. Form your battalions.

One, two, three, fire!

Magnificent. Let’s go to the library.

The End

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3 Responses to Parlez-vous francais?

  1. sprite says:

    It would be startling to find a dragon in your bed, no matter what language they spoke.

  2. chick says:

    Indeed, which is why I feel that I’m still getting some value out of my limited French vocabulary.

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