That’s Santas’ little saw, mon ami
Wednesday, December 28th, 2005My month began with the CELTA course (certificate in english language teaching adults). I taught English to a group of ultra-suave middle-aged parisians. The fact that I spoke only a minimum of French was a major stumbling block. How could they have the requisite respect for a language teacher who had not mastered the master language? Anyway I survived the perfect infinitive and conditional imperative, and developed my ability to mime and gesture abstract concepts (a handy pub skill).
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Jyai