Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Mon Pere Est Mort

Mon Pere Est Mort
by Jamie Grant

For an oral exam, when aged thirteen,
my father was asked questions in French
by a visiting professor in trench-
coat and gold-rimmed spectacles, who was lean

with the thin, pursed lips of an enemy
interrogator. He pressed my father
to say what his father's m├ętier
was — an awkward question, for how many

schoolboys know the French for 'Real Estate
Agent'? Adopting a tragic expression,
my father just replied 'Mon pere est mort.'

The professor blushed to commiserate;
when the results of the examination
were known, my father had the highest score.

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