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J’ai rencontré des amies de ma mère et ils m'ont donné beaucoup des questions sur mon voyage en France. Ils sont très très excités pour moi. C'est amusant! J'ai une amie, elle s'appelle Annisa et elle apprend la langue française aussi (et encore apprendre comme moi). J'ai pratique parler en français avec elle et alors, nous nous trouvons que la langue français est très jolie. Je pense que la langue française est plus belle que la langue anglaise. Bah oui! C'est dommage que je trouve comme ca.

Alors, je suis décidé pour ajouter un entry en français parce que la langue française me manque! Aussi, je ne veux pas perdu mon l’apprentissage dans la langue. Donc, quelque fois, je dois écrire en français ici! Pardon à mes amies qui ne comprennent pas moi maintenant. Mais, je voudrais continuer d’écrire ici. Donc, je veux demande ma mère pour acheter une chaîne 'le monde' (from the SCV). Je veux voir la télé pour mon progrès dans la langue. C’est mieux pour moi parce que je déteste apprendre la langue française seulement dans l’école. C’est ennuyeux ! Il y’a beaucoup d’écrit. Pour moi, ce n’est pas pratique pour la langue apprentissage. Ce n'est pas assez aussi. C’est vrai ? Je préfère parler avec quelqu’un en français.

Hier soir, j’ai rencontré mes amies de l’immersion pour trois semaines. Un rendez-vous est pour nous nous souvenons les souvenirs et les mémoires quand en France. C’est très gentil. Nous sommes allés à la crêperie parce que nous voulons manger la cuisine de Bretagne! Bretagne nous manque beaucoup beaucoup (je sais ici il y’a beaucoup des erreurs de grammaire hahaha).

Ah, je voudrais dormir. Bon nuit ! (:
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