Once again, my poor language skills get me in trouble with the French. I’ve been here 15 days (yes, I’m counting!), so of course mon français has not improved. The trouble is, I think it’s worse!
And once again, I send you to Medium to read about my latest adventure. Click on this link: “Someone Stole My Caddy — And No One Believed Me.”
This isn’t in the Medium piece, because it happened after it was published. You’ll understand my delight — and truimph — when I report that on tonight’s visit to the épicerie on the corner, the manager greeted me warmly (and I swear he was smiling beneath his masked), with “Bon soir, Madame Americaine!”
By the way, I’d really appreciate it if you “clap” and “follow” me on Medium — and especially if you leave comments. As much as I appreciate my “subscribers,” I reach more readers through a site like Medium.
One adventure after another … I can imagine the scene and as usual… I burst out laughing although I would have been in the same panic.
It’s about time that I start teaching you French.
Françoise l’intrépide
Yes, it is about time. We start on Lundi!
Felicitations Madame Americaine
Merci! I felt vindicated on some level. Soon we will be calling each other by FIRST names. Horrors!
Only you, Melinda. It made me laugh during these trying times. Please keep sending articles about your antics.
I figure it’s good to make people smile, even better to make them laugh! Thanks for coming back, Mary.