Lost in Translation
Danny and I had a rough day at our Czech Lesson on Wednesday. I was tired and in a fog...every new grammatical concept was just bouncing off my brain. Danny was the star pupil that day until our teacher, Petra, asked him (in Czech, of course) why he decided to move to the Czech Republic. Danny misunderstood and gave her the time...5:40...She thought this was absolutely hysterical. As did I...
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