Bien

Today, some guy working in a cafe said to me, “Ça va?” And I knew what it meant. And I knew how to answer. No. Wait. Let me repeat that. I SPOKE FRENCH TODAY. Okay, so not much French. But I conversed in the real world with a real French person IN FRENCH. That is, in NOT ENGLISH. Which makes me feel so much better than I felt yesterday sitting in a cafeteria in the Natural History Museum overhearing two poorly behaved young boys goof around in French, followed by goofing around in German, followed by a conversation in English about just how darn silly it was to speak in German for no reason.

Ya, kid, I know. Speaking many languages. How foolish.