After dragging it out over two weeks, GJ has finally finished. It was everything GJ had hoped for, kind of like Pearson. GJ loved all the characters, every page, and the cover. GJ licked the cover twice for MDH so that she would fully understand the love for the book. GJ read it every night in the tubby and in between commercials on MSNBC. Spectacular. Now GJ has recommended this book to BJ. Very nervously GJ informed BJ that the book is a translation...from gasp...French. The last time GJ recommended a translated book to BJ, BJ spent 2 weeks chastising it and GJ. GJ can just picture BJ picking it up from the library, getting comfortable on her hydraulic stool, and crossing everything out in red yelling "Non, c'est terrible." Still...for those of us who are not versed in the french, it's a keeper.
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I would also wear the spectacles low on the nose, whilst perched atop the hydraulic lift stool with red pen in hand.
ReplyDeleteI'm adding it to my list immédiatement.
ReplyDeleteBJ will surely appreciate the la la francie pantsie...
ReplyDeleteBJ, however, would *NOT* appreciate my french pronunciation (or lack thereof). She might, however, enjoy my stories of high school french class, and my being relegated to the hallway no less than once per week, as well as being granted the chair in front of "madame's" podium so she could chastise me all stink-eyedly for an hour everyday. SACRE COEUR! One day I'll tell the story of the fateful day I asked her "innocently" if she knew what madame even MEANT because she was TOTALLY BEING ONE. Yeah. I made poor choices a lot.
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