Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Non, I am not Francaise
As predicted, it is raining today, so instead I did other stuff...however, I remembered that something I wanted to write about was that a lot of people on the beach think I am French. Even French people. Maybe it's because there are a couple of French vendors, so they just assume. One guy said I just look French, another said it was my "easy" smile, another detected an accent...I do like to speak with a French accent sometimes, but I know I wasn't doing it then. OR, maybe it's my trendy, new, Euro hairstyle (that is covered by a hat). Maybe I have some residual French in me from the ancestors, because even when I try to say words in German they come out with a French accent...yes, I speak German with a French accent. Maybe I'll just have to learn French so I can pretend that I'm French when someone asks if I am.
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oh ha! i read that as "i am not a franchise!
ps. neglected to tell you not to capitalize and to add the cedilla. like this: "Non, je ne suis pas française"
such a cute German pronunciation...
I am much amused that people think that you are French given that you refused utterly to go to french immersion kindergarten when you were five. Of course, you are 1/8 French from great grandfather Gaston, plus a bit more French on your great grandmother's side too. I also admire so much that you can figure out how to get your trailer hitch to work right. I shudder when i imagine you on 10th st. with a trailer weaving around behind you.
love from your mama
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