Repost from 2006. My wish has come true.
Growing up bilingual has advantages, especially when you live in France and take English in school. Sacha and Chelsea say it is a class they don't have to work hard to get an easy grade.
The other day while I was cooking, Sacha sang an English song in a thick French accent. His voice hit me like the smell of cabbage (no offense to cabbage). I looked at him with a turned-up nose, waving my soup spoon at him, asking why the heavy accent.
"Oh, Mommy, I am singing how my classmates sing; they know the words, but man do they butcher this song; they mix all the words around! We have so much fun with it; the French accent makes it sound even better!
While the soup simmered, Sacha sang:
"Dee cat iz in dee fiss.
Dee fiss iz in dee ouse
Dee ouse iz in dee cimnee
Dee cimnee iz in dee fissbole,
Dee fissbole iz in dee mouSe,
Everytings in its place!
Everytings in its place!"
"Isn't it great? All the words are mixed up, nothing is in its place, and yet it goes together well!" Sacha laughs.
I hope my children find their place, no matter where they are, and sing.
Note: Sacha was 13 years old.
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