
As I write this post I sit watching a film in French. Watching French cinema and the brief conversations I have on instant messenger is the only link I still have to language that I somehow want to be completely fluent in. 2 semesters in college and 9 months of lessons at the Alliance Francais in Cork has done wonders for me, but I know that I will need to dedicate a lot more time if I ever want to be conversational.
Although the Spanish speaking world is much larger than the francophone nations, something has always drawn me to French. Before I had ever visited France or even met a french person, i just knew that I wanted the language and culture to be a part of me. Much like the unexplained way that figure skater Johnny Weir speaks fluent Russian and considers himself a russophile, even though he is undeniably American.