Going to French school for my entire childhood hasn't really affected me in any way, shape, or form, other than the subconscious urge to call my professors "Monsieur" or "Madame", and not knowing the word for "Tableau" (the green white-boards) (my mom has informed me that they are called chalkboards. Of course I knew this, but it didn't occur to me at the time) Oh also I only know math in French. (What the bombaclat is a mean?! You mean la moyenne calisse)
Thursday, 2 October 2025
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