It was the early 1990s and I had gone to a school for an interview. The school was experimenting with “resource based learning” and I was invited to observe a class. It was a German lesson. The members of the class I was observing were involved in carousel activities (basically they could choose what to do from resources laid around the room.) One little group of girls could not have been more enthusiastic. The first girl picked up a card from the pile.
“Ick farra natch…. Ingland” she proclaimed triumphantly.
The second girl picked up a card
“Ick farra natch Ingland und.. Frankreetch!” she said confidently.
It was the third girl’s turn. A slight frown appeared on her face.
“Ick farra natch Ingland, Frankreetch and.. what’s Dee Dee AR?”
“I don’t know! Julie, what’s DDR?”
“Miss told us. It’s East Germany!”
“OK! Ick farra natch Ingland, Frankreetch and East Germany!”
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