Karin discovered that there just happens to be a bookstore that deals exclusively in French books hiding over near the Campus Saint-Jean near Bonnie Doon. We took the detour there on Saturday afternoon and she spent a good hour poking through the selection of children’s books and picking out a small arm-load to take home with us. We’ve found that the actual French immersion classwork has been good, but the resource library at Claire’s school is a little bit lacking. She comes home with books that may seem fun, but are chock full of complex grammar or made-up vocabulary that we don’t understand, and goes right over her head. The trick is to find something both that we can read and that is geared at clear language — not clever stories or marketing toys. I also nabbed a collection of (translated) Roald Dahl to try reading aloud; Amazingly enough, I actually think I may be able to.