We had a huge family gathering this weekend. I was very happy to be invited as I’m not a direct relation of that branch of the family, but my father was always very close to one of the cousins and I’ve always liked them a lot. One couple within this subset are god-parents to my children.
We were there to scatter the ashes of one of my cousins. We did this near a bench which was the memorial to her brother. Both of them died too young, especially the man.
But what was amazing was to hear his children speaking French amongst themselves. Two of them live in France now and the other has lived there. They speak as fluently as I do and if anything their French is more French, more colloquial, and more up to date.
I learnt my French through years of study followed by years of usage. I speak it easily and I don’t notice when I’m reading it that I’m reading a foreign language. I’ve been to France often but only ever lived there for about six months, over thirty years ago. I think they have the edge.
Still, both methods seem to work. Learn it through study, or learn it by being there. Both, of course, is ideal.
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