When dreams come crashing down
My first experience with the French was as a 17 year old, when I joined the Alliance Francaise de Bombay along with a few of my other friends in the Inter Arts Class. In those days, we privileged students who finished school from the Senior Cambridge or ISC Board were allowed to skip the first year of college and go straight into the Intermediate year or Inter as it was then called. We also were allowed to take French as a second language. Now anyone who has done French at that level will swear how easy it is to score marks especially in the grammar section which had basic verbs and very simple grammar. The literature was a bit difficult but manageable especially if you had a talent for picking up languages. However, since we had missed the first year of college French, we all joined up the Alliance classes which not only assured us a jump start but also ensured a better accent and more usable French where je suis became je peux in reality rather than just in black and white.