RUDE AWAKENING

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Today, I joined in with one of my classes in a French grammar exercise, something I thought would be quite fun. I was soon brought to earth with a bump when I realised that nearly all my knowledge of the past historic tense (if it ever existed) had forsaken me. Also, I recently learned the French word for a pencil sharpener. Really, have I never needed to sharpen a pencil here before? All of which leads me to wonder: how do I ever manage to survive on a day-to-day basis here? So, now I have revision exercises to do for beloved tutor. Thank goodness, he didn’t give me detention as well.