If it was up to Madame Froze, no one would have forgotten that language.
Two years ago, Saint-Luke Center for Linguistic and Cultural Immersion, The school she found was able to move to its own campus: a former nursing home in downtown. Progress was slow due to the epidemic, but volunteers worked hard to renovate the building. Gathered the information and funding needed to make it work. It already offers books reclaiming Agadian descent, as well as gently donated handicrafts and folk art that will help visitors and residents learn the language.
Saint-Luc is a popular endeavor. Ms Frooze hopes it will be a bridge between official Louisiana educational programs and members of the community who want to learn a little or a lot about Louisiana French. Later, Saint-Luc will also provide other student visits.
Meanwhile, French tables are still being held. The first promotion has taken place.
Janice was one of the first students.
Although she felt comfortable in French, she wanted to fill her gaps in reading and writing. He wants to tell his story to his prospective students and add a new chapter to the history of La Francophone.
Ask Mrs. Frooke why all these events took place in Arnadville, and she will divert the question. Someone has to do it, she responds.
“‘I do not know French well’, I do not want to hear it again. Alas. We speak French very well. Ours French. “
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