sunshine_queen | Mm, chicken curry. (Reply)

Went on an icon saving FRENZY because I love me some icons. For the record: Illegible text is soooooo 2004. (That's a lie. It just drives me crazy because I want to know what it says)

Today was a good day- I aced the chem homework I snagged off various people. It was really cold, but I layered up and didn't die. Almost, but not quite. I had Corradino for the first time in a week, and I've missed him! However, my comments are not always so appreciated in his class. Sigh. I can't help it that I'm a nerd and know more about the 19th century South than I should.

Nor can I help it that I was forced to memorize the locations and names of all the French provinces. Sigh again. My teachers rejoice in telling me to let other people have a turn. Dammit.

I went to volunteering, which was not horrible, and I like the kids. And I had a fun encounter.
There's a little girl whose name is Charlene (!) but everyone there calls her Chou-Chou. For the record, she looks French. I don't know how I know this- but I've spent my whole life around French people, and I just knew, from the cut of her hair to the American clothes she was wearing, that she was at least half French.
Also, the name 'Chou-Chou' which essentially is 'Dear-Dear.' Philly's family calls her baby brother 'Bébé Chou'- Baby Dear.
Today, when I was pushing Chou-Chou on the swing, I say, conversationally, and to test my theory, "Qu'est que tu fait, Chou-Chou?"
To which she whipped her head around.
She spoke absolutely perfect french, which the cutest little accent. She's only three, so I didn't get much out of her- but I was insanely thrilled to know that I was right. And it was a cute little anecdote to share with the class.