My love-hate relationship with French (not the fries)

So I’m stuck for another more year here in Burkina Faso. A West-African French-speaking country. I’ve been here for over a year now. Because of that, everyone expects me to speak fluent French now. I also thought I can do a year and emerge victorious and with a new learned language in my pocket. But what went wrong? You see, I hated my country assignment. … Continue reading My love-hate relationship with French (not the fries)