Since I live above an elementary school, the end-of-period bells and recess brouhaha are often audible. Also, when I'm walking to and from the apartment, I sometimes hear bits of class as I pass near the doors.
Today there was an English class taking place, and I heard one student introducing herself as part of an exercise. I was focusing on the cute too much to catch her name, but here is a sentence equivalent to what she said... before you read this quote, imagine an adorable, mignon French accent coating this little voice: "My name is Pierre."
Rather, "Mye nameh eez Pierre." D'awww...
No comments:
Post a Comment