This is an updated repost from February of 2008:
My teacher gave me a fender. She told me it was “important” to really look at the fender, which she called relative pronouns. Then she gave me two bumpers, front and back. Verbs, she called them, regular and irregular. Important. Then she gave me a steering wheel and a lot of stuff on the dashboard. More pronouns. Very important, was what she said.
My teacher gave me a lot of car parts. But I didn’t know how to put them together. I wanted a car that I could drive around in. So what happened was that when I went to Europe I brought my fender, the two bumpers, and the steering wall and all. But they didn’t help me. I looked pretty stupid, actually, carrying all those car parts around with me in Strasbourg, France, trying to communicate with people on my Junior Year Abroad through Washington University in St. Louis.