Since I was at lower school I’ve been learning French in some description. My Dad tried to teach me some but because I didn’t really have the space to practice it, it kinda fell on deaf ears as such. Then I got to Middle School and we were taught French, I got to Upper School and had a fab teacher but part way through the year she went on maternity leave and our temporary teacher wasn’t very good, he couldn’t really control the class and that meant then he spend the whole lesson trying to get the naughty ones to be quiet while the rest of us who wanted to learn sat there doing nothing (or doing homework for other lessons).
Since coming back from Paris on Sunday I’ve been trying to read French blogs. I found one called Lili Est Folle and that’s kinda where I started with reading blogs. I went on the website for Le Figaro and started reading the British news in French. That way I had some idea of what was going on to start with lol.
So when GCSE choices came up I decided to drop French and carry on with Italian – I preferred Italian at the time. I could speak more of it and when it came to it I could recall more of it.
But now in my job there is more chance me needing to speak French, I occasionally type parts of emails to the Italian distributor in Italian because I can but it’s usually just asking then how they are and what the weather is like lol.