Still strengthening my French. I’m going to start some new lessons as soon as my new teacher passes her test. It’s unbelievable how much I understand and how much I can’t respond to. Too many thoughts, so little words to work with.
Then, I met my new phone. I saw somewhere in a Glee episode that you can talk to your phone and it will answer back. So I spoke to my phone. I was a bit embarrassed. I channeled Blake and his seven speaking to Orac, ” what time is it?” I said. Cricket cricket. No answer. Days later, after ‘splaining to Brent that the phone will answer your questions, he points out … it’s in French. aaAAAAAaaaah! Duh!
“Quelle heure est-il?” I say. To this, iHe did say:
“Why, my lovely lady. Is that a new dress you have on? You smell like a snowflake on the lash of a deer eating wild oats and gooseberries.” but in French. Then he follows up with ” The time? What is time? Time is for you and me … you see …we make love .. under that tree. by the deer and the berries” “And right now, it is half past zee hour. ”
I’m happy he understood my American Gascon accent. Nice job Apple! I said what time is it? and you got it right! Now I can practice my French with a computer.
