Showing posts with label bilingual baby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bilingual baby. Show all posts

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Speaking english


Okay, so this is a blog about learning French. So why am I writing about speaking English? Well, whenever someone chooses to teach a second language to children still learning their first, this issue invariably comes up. And it has some bearing in our situation.

Before I go further, it's going to be necessary for me to identify my children in some way. Since I'm not crazy about the idea of using their names on the Internet, here's how we'll refer to them:

Pumpkin - my son, about to turn six
Monkey - my daughter, 4 1/2
Sprout - my youngest (a daughter as well), coming up on two

So the issue people often get concerned about when it comes to teaching children a second language is that they may become confused--that their language abilities in the first language may be compromised in some way.

But my background is in teaching English as a second language. And part of my education was a healthy dose of linguistic training, so I know the research, some of which can be referenced here. I know that learning a second language often enhances a child's abilities in the first language, not the reverse.

And none of that changes my confidence that I'm doing a good thing teaching all my children, including Sprout, a second language. But Sprout is talking later, and a lot less clearly than either of my other children did. While Monkey spoke her first words clearly at about six months (!), Sprout was well over a year old before the first word appeared. At a doctor's appointment a couple of months ago, her doctor said she should have a vocabulary of 10 consistently-used words by now. He suggested that if she doesn't have a vocabulary of about 50 words by the time she's two, she should see a specialist. But the waiting list to see one of those specialists is six months long, so she's already on it.

I'm really not worried--as I said, I know the research--and there's actually some debatable evidence to suggest that children who are late talkers can be very gifted. Einstein, for example, was a late talker.

But it does raise issues, and make my decision to introduce French something I occasionally have to defend. And I'll admit to choosing to speak English to her when I'd be perfectly capable of speaking French, just because I want to hear her say something I'm sure I'll recognize.



Because I was thinking about all of this, I thought I'd make a brief record of the (English) words Sprout is using. Most of the time she babbles in a very meaningful way--as though she's convinced you understand her. She also uses sign language much more than she speaks (so I suppose she's learning three languages, but what a life-saver, since she's not speaking!). And when she speaks, it's often poorly enunciated, so my husband and I are continually saying, "Did she just say...?" "Didn't that sound like...?" "I'm pretty sure she just said..."

Sprout's signs: all done, more, milk, water, baby, potty, hurt, stop, please, thank you, I love you, up, book, and she shakes her head for "no" and nods for "yes." She uses these signs regularly, but she also knows the following signs, and will produce them when asked to: bed, brush teeth, eat, read.

Sprout says: mommy/mama, daddy, grampa, gramma, bye-bye, night-night. She also puts her finger to her lips and says "shhhh" when her dolly is sleeping. (These are all fairly clearly enunciated.) The following are rather unclear, but identifiable to family members: milk, banana, book, yes, that, I love you. She also says her brother and sister's names, but again interpretable only by those of us who know her best! She makes animal noises (moo, meow, etc.) and identifies correctly virtually all her body parts.

And once or twice, I've thought I heard a French word, but I can't be sure.

As I've mentioned before, she doesn't seem to care which language I address her in, and will respond appropriately to requests or questions in French or English. So, I'll continue to teach her French. And in a year or so, I'll look back on this blog entry and wonder why I even thought it necessary to say anything at all about it.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

A journey of a thousand miles begins with...un mot

I am a homeschooling mother of three. I've been a lurker on the blogs of others who are raising their children bilingual or multilingual, and I've been jealous. I'm not bilingual myself. Although I live in a country that professes bilingualism, I've found resources for teaching my preschool children French to be very hard to come by.

I lacked confidence in speaking French myself, and for many months left it up to videos and books on tape or CD.

I continued to lurk, and I began to wonder. Maybe the easiest way to offer my kids French was to learn it myself, and pass it on.

When my son approached kindergarten age, I began to waver on the homeschooling issue, even though I'd been committed to it since before he was born. Was a bilingual education better than what I could offer him? My commitment to homeschooling won, but I still felt I was shortchanging him. I wanted him to have French.

And so, I began my own journey to learn the French language. I'm using Michel Thomas and Pimsleur, and anything I can get my hands on to teach myself French, staying one step ahead (une étape en avant) of my kids.

It's working. Step by step, we're learning--all of us. The other night we had about 50% of our dinner conversation in French. At one point, my daughter turned to me and said something that proved to me it was all worthwhile:

"You're speaking a lot of French tonight."

"C'est vrai."

"You're doing very well."

"Merci beaucoup."

"De rein...You're learning, and we're learning too."

I couldn't have been prouder. Is there a better example to give my kids than that life is about always learning?

Je ne pense pas ainsi.