Bonjour ! Hi! my name is Sam, et je suis bilingue
Those who have seen the 2006 comedy Bon Cop, Bad Cop can perhaps relate to my experience as an Anglophone who, through a tortuous, years-long process, learned to speak “French” fluently and came to terms (somewhat) with Québécois culture. Though I was born and raised in the Cantons-de-l’Est of la Belle Province (the geopolitical entity, you understand, not the restaurant), my roots are not to be found in Canadian – not to mention Québécois – soil. My mother – the daughter of an English war bride – was the sole member of her family not to join the Anglophone exodus from Québec following René Levesque’s rise to power. As for my father, suffice it to say that he grew up hearing many languages spoken – Arabic, Spanish and Italian among them, but not French. Growing up surrounded by mostly Québécois neighbours, my brother and I were known as “ les maudits Anglais ”. During most of my childhood, my family attended church...