Gathered around the fun table (where we paint, craft and eat pizza on family night), with chips, sausage and blue Mountain Dew (I know, I know), we prepared for our very own French contest. In a country where there are more than 400 sorts of cheese and regions too numerous to mention, each with their own traditions, brins of language and roots, French grammar is a unifying force.
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