While I was staying in an apartment, a woman who knew French walked in. I was uncertain that I was expecting her. But she was going to teach me some French, so we sat down at a table together. She pulled out some different colored cards. She wanted me to tell her in French what color the cards were. I saw a yellow card, and I said, "Jeune."
I saw a blue card, and said, "Bleu."
I saw a green card, and said, "Vert."
I thought I was doing quite well. We continued talking in French for a while.
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