Sacha's teacher told us on Monday that he isn't putting his whole heart into his time in school! So we have had to have a serious talk with him. We have told him that we don't really expect him to speak perfect French by Christmas, just to be able to make some little sentences, and be able to say what he did during the weekend, for example. I gave him some examples : he was surprised, as he could understand perfectly. He said that he wanted to speak not a little French, but ALL French by Christmas. I said that it was a worthy target
, but no-one expected that, and that we would be very pleased just to hear him making an effort.
Yesterday he made a start , telling Papy "C'est bon, mais c'est chaud." (It's nice, but it's hot" - the dinner, that is.) Unfortunately, this has to be said in a lisping, baby voice, telling us that it isn't really Sacha speaking. But it's a start.
They both have colds this morning, so there will be no swimming class. I have just read "My Naughty Little Sister at the Party" to Sacha for the umpteenth time, so we will be making a trifle today.
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