Then you have the base, and the base never goes away.
If you ever find yourself immersed in a french, you’ll pick it up in no time for certain !
Then you have the base, and the base never goes away.
If you ever find yourself immersed in a french, you’ll pick it up in no time for certain !
Vive la France 🇫🇷 ⚜️
There are definitely some words and phrases that I internalized and don't have to translate. I used to have great French grammar (according to the French exchange student that stayed with us one summer), but that is entirely gone.
How did you decide to learn french ?
My school only offered French and Spanish. French just sounded better to me. In reality, living in Florida, Spanish probably would've been more useful, but I liked French.
well, there is a lot of french just next door in new orleans and georgia also, but they are swampy places, not so much beachy places
I moved to South Florida where there were a lot of Cubans. French and Spanish are close enough, I could usually get the general idea from a Spanish conversation, but I couldn't speak Spanish because it would always come out with a French accent.
I can speak menu in multiple languages. Even if you can't say anything else, at least you can order some quality food.
haha, nice. yeah, i have to say though, idk why, but whenever i hear french speech around me here in portugal i get ... idk, like i don't like the sound of it and i don't want to be friends with them. i'm not sure where i developed this reaction. maybe it was due to northwest africans, of which many speak french, and are utter... expletives.
The french of these north west africans is not well received by the french themselves, it’s understandable.
yeah, it is more gutteral and vulgar
It assaults my ears. I vehemently dislike it. It’s not even french really.
the culture is absolutely gutter also. i got stuck in a remand center cell with 3 of them for 3 months, algerians, moroccans... ugh. got in a fight with two of them, threw my boot at one haha
Hahaha, so casually dropping such a piece of lore.
How did that happen ?
i was selling bromo dragonfly on black market reloaded. the pigs got whiff of it and arranged a sting and arrested me out the front of my apartment, nearly killed me in the process, 4 broken ribs and severe superficial damage on my forehad. doctors x-rayed my head 5 times because they couldn't believe i didn't have a skull fracture.
yeah, i got stuck in with them because of this older moroccan berber who spoke 5 languages, his main profession was translator. after the second fight they moved me to a cell with much nicer people, a notorious macedonian coke smuggler, the more civilised brother of a pair. now there was another incident in there but not with me, these guys were ok, nowhere near as bad, but there was this whale of a half-gypsy half bulgarian guy he stole food from the macedonian and got totally shit beaten out of him, the guards made jokes about it, calling this guy (his name was Blazho) "klichko" as in the famous ukranian boxer who totally trashed one dude in a fight and didn't have one mark on him.
I joke that I stay in Germany because it has the nicest prisons, but I'm only half-joking.
Nice prisons are underrated. Never know, when you might end up in one.
hopefully never again but due to segregation of foreigners from gypsies from bulgarians, probably was a lot better experience than i would have had in australia. australian prisoners are notoriously violent.
I would not have expected to hear this story at all. It’s impressive really. Of course, I hope it never happens again.
yeah, i sometimes think about it, like, if i get taken away what books i would take with me... i got a bible and a few nice apocrypha... lol
Gotta be ready to go down swinging too.
It frustrates to me no end that I’m not currently capable of martially preparing for such scenarios.
“Hit the gym”, that’s great but it’s not enough to make a man truly free.