on the rue de Vouillé

My mom was meeting some friends who live near here. I headed back and had a productive afternoon of writing.

Ch found her school blouse this morning. Her teacher gave her a little fiche to copy out last night as a punishment for forgetting it yesterday. Aie!

Th wrote a math DST (Devoir Sur Table) this evening, came home for a speedy dinner and headed out to the Comédie française to see the last play of the year with her French class. Since September her teacher has taken them to over 20 plays and modern dance performances (a particular favourite of his, it seems). Tonight it is Une puce, épargnez-là.