the french story (part 2)

The romance of the three bloody idiots who decided to take French as a H2 subject has just taken a turn for the worse.

If you've been reading Chinese literature and have been reading about the three heroes in Romance of the Three Kingdoms (namely Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei) taking on various challenges in the three-kingdom war, you should get an inkling of what I'm talking about. And if you follow the storyline, you'll know that they all died at the end.

We attempt to avoid that fate, for we are no ordinary idiots. If you look carefully above, we are BLOODY idiots. Blood saves lives, so we might well save our own lives. We will change history if necessary. But the leader of us three, namely Tea Zhi Hao, doesn't take history and has no interest in changing it. He has dropped out of the French revolution. (I can hear boos already, but keep it up because he deserves it.)

Well, that is indeed very sad to hear. Very disheartening. Very not Z'Kardia. Just where is the resilience, just where is the fighting spirit?!

In any case, although our leader has dropped out, YL and I will remain determined to stay on. This is because we need to preserve the legacy of the FRG, the Front Row Gang. Losing Zhi Hao was like getting FRAGGED, but let's not make any lame puns with the word although I just did. We now are searching for a suitable replacement who will be willing to take up the fight with us. Also, since Wei Ren has shifted to taking Zhi Hao's place, which is next to mine, the corner seat in the front row is now vacant.

So basically, the seating plan is now (empty) (Wei Ren) (me) (YL).

Anyone who wishes to join the FRG is welcome, so long he has an intense desire and an undying passion for French. But all these aside, let us move on to today's lesson.

We still entered in spectacular style, only this time it was different.

YL: Bon..
Me: ..jour,
Karthik: Monsieur!

If you were thinking the first lesson was bad, just imagine this situation. Just sit for two hours staring at the wall ahead, and hardly absorbing what the teacher says. Ignore everything on the paper because it's not only Greek to you, it's French. Just stare at the ceiling, at the floor, left and right, everywhere except your paper because it's giving you a headache. And also your teacher who is asking you to go online everyday to read French newspapers.

I therefore can make a few conclusions about H2 French lessons.

1) French lessons are basically putting one hand on the dictionary and the other hand on your forehead. (The hand on the dictionary is to check every word that is written on the worksheet, while the other hand on your forehead is to prevent your head from just collapsing flat on the table.)

2) An article a day, keeps M. Chan away. (If you keep reading your articles online, perhaps the teacher will stop bugging you about your lousy standard of French.)

3) A DELF certificate in hand is better than H2 preparation for A levels. (Because a DELF certificate cannot kill you but the preparation certainly will.)

4) I really don't belong in this class.

But on the brighter side, we learnt the French word "sommet" - which means "summit" in English.

Great, so now we can have a fully translated blog title.

"Sommet de dire coq." (Summit of talking cock)