For the past three weeks we have had French class every weekday from 9am until 3pm with an hour and a half break for lunch. That is a lot of French. My favorite part of the class and where I believe I learned the most was when I did not understand – No, I did not just make a typo – I learned the most when I was explained things, in French. Here in France when I would say “Je ne comprend pas” (I do not understand) the professor would describe the word, disect the phrase, or whatever is was I was not getting, all in French. The first time this happend, it drove me up a wall. I then realized, if I take a moment to really listen, I actually understand the explanation. I am used to being spoiled at at home back in the states because when I am lost, I am helped in english. Listening to explanations all in French makes me feel good. I realize how much I really do understand. This also has helped my comprehension and tested my vocabulary a lot. I have even started to get my host family involved on my new weird enjoyment. In the beginning, if I was confused we would exchange my awkward hang signals and their bits and pieces of english. I now ask them to explain things to me in French and it has made all the difference. We have connect on a new level and I have learned so much more. My hosy family truly has become a second family to me. Now, when they are talking or tell a joke and laugh I can particapate too, and if I am confused they are happy to explain to me what has happened – in French of course!
AnnaLeah Chantry ’12