I don't blame anyone with the desire to sever all ties from me after my mishap yesterday. First of all, I multiplied two and three and got five. That's normal for me; it's a careless error. However, in History, when my teacher asked me to confirm the date of America's Independence Day, I said that it was in 1777. She gave me a funny look, and asked me if I were sure it wasn't in 1776. I knew immediately that she was right, and I don't know why I said it. In my own defense, French might be the only language (cursedly) in which one has to perform mathematics while counting. For example: seventy is sixty plus ten, and eighty is four times twenty.
At least, to even things out, I got an eighteen out of twenty on a memorized dialogue that I presented in Spanish with Sophie.
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