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This is N's last week at the French school. After two years of daily immersion, Natalie won't have any more cause to speak French after lunchtime tomorrow. Sure, I can take her to Montreal, or to France, and sure, she's a smart, outgoing, language-oriented kid that will certainly pick up a thousand other things in her lifetime, maybe even French! Who knows?
But right now, she mumbles French in her sleep and sometimes switches languages mid-sentence. It's adorable to hear her translate for dilletante. She's really good. Having a good reading teacher who created an advanced reading group really turned her year around, enough that she was suddenly anxious and sad about not going to French summer camp. I know that switching schools next year will be good for her, but right now, I'm just having a little moment of sadness at such a big change.
*sniff*
But right now, she mumbles French in her sleep and sometimes switches languages mid-sentence. It's adorable to hear her translate for dilletante. She's really good. Having a good reading teacher who created an advanced reading group really turned her year around, enough that she was suddenly anxious and sad about not going to French summer camp. I know that switching schools next year will be good for her, but right now, I'm just having a little moment of sadness at such a big change.
*sniff*