While walking on the path near Pacific Rim National Park, a man said “Bonjour !” to us. We said Bonjour! back to him. Then he asked Vincent if he were québécois.
I stayed quiet and fiddled with my scarf. I thought he might think that we were a young, fit, French couple.
Je ne suis pas français. But, I did understand most of the conversation. He was also from Lyon. He asked V. if he was living in America.
It is such a nice experience to understand most of a French conversation. I loved that.
Lately, I’ve been very curious about accents. Why do they happen? How do they go away? Do children ever get them from their parents, if their parents are foreigners to the place where they are living?
If you have any thoughts on this, please write in. I’m so curious.