I dove right in, and have been teaching my girls French for 4 days now.
Yes, I know Spanish-speaking people are taking over the country, but I would not be swayed. I am anti-Spanish. And before some of you go gettin' all offended by that statement, like my four-years-of-high-school-Spanish-husband did, let me explain something to you.
It is
Me = the mother = 100% French
Him = the father = 50% French, 25% Italian and 25% German
That makes them = the children = you do the math.
No, seriously, you do it. I've forgotten how to figure this out.
Maybe I should trade French lessons for math lessons.
Either way, it makes them a whole lot French.
And 0% Spanish.
Italian is a possibility for the future, but German? I wouldn't touch that with a ten-foot pole.
And it's not just heritage we're talking about here.
My great-grandparents, and the vast majority of all my ancestors before them, spoke French exclusively.
Thus, my grandparents (all four of them) spoke French exclusively until they entered school. They learned to speak English while in school, and were actually spanked on the hand with a ruler if they were caught speaking French.
Both of my parents grew up in bilingual homes, and both speak French (and English, of course).
Sadly, the buck stopped there, as my parents did not teach my siblings and me to speak French. I'd like to spank their hands with a ruler over that one, but that would be....well...inappropriate.
You know -- the whole Honor thy father and thy mother thing...
So, it only makes sense that I would teach my children to speak French.
That's my story, and I'm stickin' to it.
So this is them after 4 days...en français, bien sûr..
Très bon, mes petites filles!
