Once, I was flipping through my notebook, and I came across a page where I'd written like three lines in Spanish. I didn't remember writing it, and I had no clue what it said. So I got online and translated it. It was something weird about eating and breathing (or something, I don't really rememeber), and it didn't make that much sense. I still don't know when I wrote it, or why
i took french for 3 yearsand all i know is how to say hello my name is Kayla how are you and i can count to 10 and say like half the alphabettells you how much i listen!!!