Yesterday, I made my husband read without his glasses. Which means he could barely see. But my mouth was stuffed with rice cake. I couldn’t read to him and it was paramount that he read my email RIGHT THEN. Because…
Surprise! The French Teacher Knows French.
Yesterday, while I was correcting practice work with one of my junior French classes, a colleague popped into my room. “Bonjour, Madame,” I greeted her. This led to a quick conversation in French. Like, really quick – just as long…