je m'appelle sophie.
Je m'appelle Sophie Newman. C'est mon prènom Sophie. C'est mon nom de famille Newman. Mon père s'appelle Brian. Ma mère s'appelle Lori. J'ai deux frères. S'appellent Owen et Cory. J'ai un soeur. S'appelle Chelsey. Moi, j'ai les cheveux bruns...et roux. Les yeux bleu. Je ressemble a grand-mère.
That's probably riddled with errors, but I almost don't even care! Thanks to my wonderful FRAAAANCH class, I can write a paragraph about myself in French. I'm so excited about this fact. I've wanted to speak French for the LONGEST time, and now I am. I AM. I can't get over it. I feel like Liz in Eat, Pray, Love. Why is that book so good. Why have I read it three times. And why have I seen the movie three times, too. NO. I feel like an Aristocat. Meow. ANYWAYS, I've gone from only being able to say bonjour, baguette and oui oui, to speaking full French sentences. Now excuse me, while I go put on my beret and twirl my fancy French mustache.