Meeting with Jacqueline

          Today, I will tell you about my first meeting and acquaintance with Mrs. Jacqueline. It is a continuation of stories related to my school. Let me start by introducing her person.

I share this photo, just to read this post
in the future, have a real memento
of this woman.

          Mrs. Jacqueline was a woman who was French, but her favorite occupation was learning foreign languages. Despite her age - when I met her, she was 85, she was self-taught and she loved traveling. In addition to her native French, she spoke Polish and dealt with: Spanish, Portuguese, German and attention ... Chinese. She impressed everyone very much. She was a beloved woman because, unfortunately, last year, in January she died at the age of 94. Today's post will be a very big memory for me and evoke strong feelings in me.
          Let's start with meeting with Jacqueline how it happened. As I wrote in the last post, I had a huge problem with the language at school. My tutor quickly noticed and invited me and my parents for an interview - I did not understand anything but my father as much as he knew French, understood that the teacher gave us contact to another teacher who knows Polish and French and can help me deal with French. So my parents quickly made the decision to lead me to this lady. I remember that I was stressed how this meeting would look like. We came to her house, her dog "Smaki" welcomed us at the gate, and after the bell ringing, I saw an older woman leaving the house. I could not believe that a woman who could be my great-grandmother has to teach me a totally strangeness language. She invited us to her home and when I heard her speak Polish well, I could not believe that the Frenchwoman could speak so well in a difficult language like Polish. She explained that she would like to meet me every day after classes, because the girl from the neighborhood also goes to her for lessons - it turned out that it was mentioned from last post - Vanessa.

          And so the story began - I got along with Vanessa, Portuguese perfecting her French and every day after class we went together to Jacqueline, where we did homework together and then, she taught me French. Every day I understood this language better and I was able to communicate with other children.
          My learning began with the establishment of a notebook in which every day Jacqueline saved me from 30-40 words written out of school textbooks, and I had to teach them the next day and so on. She helped me and Vanessa in every task and at the same time she fed us. To this day I remember the taste of this cocoa drink and cookies, which she gave us every day and we always wanted more.
         Thanks to her, I learned French for half a year, learning it 24 hours a day for 24 hours. I learned this language so that I could communicate like native people. At this point, despite the fact that she can not read it anymore, I would like to thank her for everything she has done for me - for learning French, thanks to her I am where I am, for the time devoted to me, for those delicious afternoon teas and new acquaintances that I was able to make up.

Thank You Jacqueline for everything!