I've been irritated by a book this whole weekend. On Friday, we went to the library and checked out Charlotte Bronte's The Professor. I liked Jane Eyre, so I figured I'd like this one as well. The story is fine, but what irks me are all the conversations in French. I don't know French, I took Spanish in high school. The version I've been reading does not have translations for it either. With this French business on my mind, I've been humming this French carol I sang in high school, Il Est Ne, Le Divin Enfant-literally, He is Born the Divine Child. That kind of French I can handle.
Monday, March 15, 2010
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