Grace

Here’s an Anne Matava script for a level 3 class:

(Anne is working on a new collection of story scripts. It would be Vol. 3. There is also a set of scripts just for Houdini. We are working on those. Both will be published as ebooks only, and I should share that I won’t be publishing any more hard back copies of my own or of Anne’s books. Too much trouble. Soon the site will reflect that both Anne’s and my books will be available in ebook format only.)

And Anne mentioned that she wouldn’t mind if the French experts here could check for language accuracy. Her field is German and, like Leigh Anne whose field is Spanish, she is currently teaching French. About her French, Anne says, endearingly, “I go by feel, which I lack, having never spent any time in a French-speaking country.”

Notice that there are five structures. Anne lists all five but, since this script is aimed at a French 3 class, our students may have already acquired one or more of them:

was wearing/portait
met/a rencontré
I don’t like/(ne) me plaît (pas)
came back/est revenu(e)
better/mieux

Grace est allée à un restaurant chinois.  Elle y a recontré Madame Ross (these have to be teachers, at least the first two) qui portait une robe rose.  Grace n’aimait pas la robe.  Elle a dit, <<Madame, votre robe ne me plaît pas!>>  Mme Ross a dit, <<Désolée, Grace.>>  Elle est allée aux toilettes pour se changer.  Quand elle est revenue elle portait un pantalon orange.  Elle a demandé à Grace, <<Le pantalon te plaît?>>  Grace a dit, <<Oui, ça me plaît, c’est beaucoup mieux.>>

The second time it’s a different ethnic restaurant, a different teacher, same plot.  The third time you can send the kid anywhere you want and have him encounter anyone you want, with whatever outcome naturally unfolds.

Anne notes: This probably would be best if you had a few items of clothing to use, even just a few hats or ties or something. But the idea of the teacher going into the bathroom to change because the kid doesn’t like the outfit is irresistable, and this script rocked the heavens on a rainy tired Friday when I could barely put two words together and the kids weren’t much better off than I was.