Oilyrag, you wrote, "Imagine trying to teach a wee lad french who could hardly speak the Queens' english".Well, here's a funny thing. In my first two years in that awful pit, I was taught French by Mildred Seaton. I was good at it and I was one of the top five high scorers in my class. I never once failed a French exam.
Three years in, along came an authoritative idiot who decided to conduct a little experiment. Classes A & B could do French but Class C couldn't. So no more French for me.What the hell they were trying to do, I don't know but whoever that idiot was, I would like to shake them by....the throat. That ridiculous "experiment" of theirs, robbed me of an opportunity and I have NEVER forgiven them! I don't know about you, but a degree in modern languages would've done very nicely, thank you very much. They never offered an effective alternative and they let me down. So that's one of the many reasons why I've hated that "school" so much.
J'aime beacoup le matiere Francais. Je ne suis pas un lapin heureux. C'est un ecole terrible. Mais, je me vengerai ici-bas ou dans l'autre monde.