When I was a child, my family used to take me on camping trips to France. Once, on one of these trips, I was playing in some rock-pools on a beach in Normandy and a French boy about my age came up to me. He started asking me questions.
In the best French accent I could muster, I tried to answer him: "Je suis Angleterre!"
He must have thought me either mad or patriotic in the extreme (if a distinction exists).
Since that day, my French hasn't really improved. I can just about string together series of words into meaningless sentences.
Not very good for camping holidays in Normandy... but perfect for a French existentialist radio play!
I present "Dans la chambre" - a play looking at the very essence of what it is to be human in a world without meaning.
The purpose of this is to practice my French in a fun way. If you speak French, please let me know how my pronunciation is!
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