|Ooh, la la!|
My husband and I are learning conversational French by listening to CD's when we're in the car together. (Which isn't all that often, we've discovered.) We think we're doing well, and then all of a sudden the voice on the CD asks us to put together a sentence in French. Words and phrases we learned in high school come flooding back. The problem is, he took Spanish and I took German. Neither one of us took French. So we piece together sentences using all three languages and are thankful that the Parisians undoubtedly speak better English than we do any of the foreign languages we attempt.
We are Ugly Americans. :(
Ja ja, c'est terrible. Ay yi yi.