Distressful Learning French

Bonjour!

Well, the class has started for about 2 months and all I master is the very basic of French. You don't even need to be taking French to know what I knew...... word like Bonjour and Merci. Sad isn't it?

Well, I can't really put the blame on my French Teacher. He's a nice chap, to be honest. He's a African from Cote d'Iviore and I can really see that he's a bit loss in how to take us further. I mean, as a teacher, there's only so much you can do. If the students are not helping themselves...... then... there's nothing you can do.

My only grouse against him is that he's a bit too relax for my liking. Well, I guess that's how African works. They're too "tidak-apa" if you know what I mean. I've been to Sudan and from my experience, I can tell you, Koffi is the fastest moving African I've ever knew! Most African I see in Sudan are damn lazy. I'm not stereotyping them but... that's another matter.

So, now, we're having 4~5 classes per week. I think I'm skipping Friday's classes since I heard from my mates that Koffi usually take a long break for his Friday prayers. (He's a Muslim). In that sense, it'll be a not so productive class. Better stay in office and see what can I do.

So, time is near for our exam and yet not one poor soul is ready for it. Koffi teaches French and he's no guide. For that, he doesn't know what examiners want during the coach exam. That's the tough part. I guess, we'll just have to memorize whatever given to us and try to regurgitate on that day itself.

French is tough but to be able to speak and do commentary in just 4~5 months of part-time lesson is 1000000000 times tougher! MoT think that we are god? Maybe we are, after all!

God save us now!