As anyone who has tried to acclimate themself to a new language and customs knows, making an ass out of yourself frequently is to be expected, and Sedaris isn't an exception. It's nice to read about moments that I feel are so connected to my own experiences with French and to find that my blunders are not entirely unique!
I get unbelievably flustered when I'm asked a question in a foreign language class — my face looks like Molly Ringwald's hair — and stutter about until I am able to give some half-formed answer. On multiple occasions I have been targeted (at least that's what it feels like..) in French class and unable, of course, to think. I give part of my response in French and what I don't know in French will accidentally come out in Spanish. Needless to say, the only B on my transcript from last semester was in French!
Till next time..
Au revoir, amigos!
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