Last week my car wouldn't start. We were all ready for "Fabulous French" our class at the Early Years Centre where we subject our children to stories, songs, and puzzles en français in hopes that something will stick long enough to give them a head start in grade one. Well my eleven-year-old Subaru which has been reliable always (except that time when I ran out of gas, and that time when I left the dome light on) didn't start. My Mom came and drove us to our program and we only missed half the class.
After charging the car battery, my trusty dusty Forester worked like a charm for an entire week, until today when we were all buckled in ready to go to (you guessed it) Fabulous French. Nothing was left on that I can see, and the car was running fine yesterday. The only possible explanation is that my car n'aime pas le français.