(Goodness I just typed "I ham" instead of "I am." You can take the girl out of France but you can't take ze crazy French pronunciation of words that start with vowels of ze Hamerican girl!)
Back to dogs that will make you cry:
This is Peaches. She's looking for a place to spend her senior year. I would be all about her spending it with me, but I have a feeling that year has more nasal bleeding than all the other years combined.
The combination of French accents and dogs reminds me of the day I taught my kids the word "dog" last year. Among the delicious American cuisine that has been brought to France is the hot dog, which the French didn't feel deserved a French translation, and kept its original name, 'ot dog." A lot of food words in France have American names: chicken, fillet-o-fish, cheeseburger, brownies etc. This made my kids learn food and animals easily. Except for dog. They were all confused by dog.
The day I taught it, one kid raised his hand:
"Wait... if 'dog' means dog, what does 'hot dog' mean?"
Well, it actually means a hot dog.
We all joke when we're little that hot dogs are made of dogs, or maybe vice versa, but it's never a huge problem. We learn both words at about the same time, a time when we're still learning about cars and gravity and how our hands move, so it doesn't seem like the craziest thing.
Imagine just getting slammed with this information at age ten.
OH MY GOSH ARE THEY MADE OF DOGS?!?
AH I'M GOING TO VOMIT!
THIS IS WHY I'M A VEGETARIAN! THIS IS WHY!
THERE ARE DOGS IN MY STOMACH!
I miss those guys.
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