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April 26, 2017


Judy Talkington

In 1962 I worked with Ellie, who was born in France. Her husband was German. They had emigrated to the U.S. and had two young children. They only spoke English at home so the children would be fluent. Ellie came to work one morning with smoke coming out of her ears. She had tried to help her son with his French homework the night before and he told her haughtily, "Mother that is not the way my teacher pronounces it!"

Steve Leveen

Dear Judy,
Wow, yes, that's a sad story. Do you know if their children speak either French or German today? All best and thanks for your story.

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