The exercise in their textbook was like a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure love letter. It offered the following choice of greetings:
a) Mon Cher/Ma Cherie;
b) Mon Lapin; or
c) Mon Amour;
then a few risqué options for the body of the letter, followed by some saucy farewells. I explained to the class what they needed to do, and they started work.
As I did my rounds of the room, one girl stopped me.
"What does Lapin mean?"
"It means rabbit, or bunny," I said, crushing the problem with all my weight.
Most of the lesson then passed without incident; I answered questions effortlessly, all the while hiding my answer sheet. Towards the end of the lesson, the same girl stopped me again.
Most of the lesson then passed without incident; I answered questions effortlessly, all the while hiding my answer sheet. Towards the end of the lesson, the same girl stopped me again.
"What do these farewells mean?"
I looked at my answer sheet for a moment, as if it were something else that needed doing, then told her:
"Well, this one is 'Hugs and Kisses'; this one is 'My heart is yours forever', and this one is 'You drive me crazy'.
She looked confused.
"What's the trouble," I asked.
"Well, if I'm writing to a rabbit, I don't think I'd say any of those things."
I looked at my answer sheet for a moment, as if it were something else that needed doing, then told her:
"Well, this one is 'Hugs and Kisses'; this one is 'My heart is yours forever', and this one is 'You drive me crazy'.
She looked confused.
"What's the trouble," I asked.
"Well, if I'm writing to a rabbit, I don't think I'd say any of those things."
2 comments:
So short sighted. I know plenty of rabbits that would drive people crazy.
Ahhhh wonderful!!!
I expect "petit chou" (little cabbage) would've had her even more flummoxed. But maybe lapin was all she could take...
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