For the first few weeks of school, Conor and I would breathlessly quiz Savannah about what French words she learned that day. It was as if we expected her to be fluent after 3 days. We were just excited, but it didn’t have the effect we hoped for.
An idea has to be Savannah’s before it is a good one, so she would stubbornly refuse to tell us ANY French words. ‘I won’t EVER speak French! Only English for me!’. So we stopped asking and wouldn’t you know it, this week Savannah has told us all kinds of French words.
She can count to 15, she knows red, blue and yellow. She says hello and good-bye and thank-you and please. She can sing a song about cleaning up and she can sing the good-bye song. (I only understand the au revoir part of that song, but there is more). The whole thing is quite charming. She even asks the teacher to translate for her. ‘How do you say ‘This is my orange pumpkin girl?”
I can’t wait until she can order for me in Paris.