Moussa, a friend from Paris, has been after me to learn the French language. He's a wonderful man and I'd like to give this gift to him--to learn his language--so I'm playing with French. I walk around the house these days speaking to my wife and my dog in a fragmented foreign language. In English I tell my wife I will soon speak French better than her. It's wonderful fun. C'est fantastique!
Over the last few days I've watched two French films without English language captions to supplement my studies. I understood enough to get the gist of the movies, and as my language skills develop I'll revisit the films to see how my impression of them changes. The films were The House Keeper by Claude Berri and God is Great (and I'm Not) by Pascale Bailly. Ils étaient bons. Encore.
C'est bon!
Later I'll post a story about an extraordinary evening my wife and I spent in Paris with Moussa. It was the highlight of my trip to France.