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The car ride is a whirl of language.
Her mother talks in rapid fire French, without removing her eyes from the wheel.
Her daughter answers in English
Most of the time.
I didn't know she could speak French so well.
I take French as well,
But I can barely follow the fast moving conversation.
Perhaps I should put more time into my French homework.
But knowing me, I'll work hard for a few days
And then return to my usual standards
Nothing more than expected, nothing less.

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