Big blue eyes, better at English than she thinks, bound for Australia, beautiful up, down and side to side, Leni is one of the sweetest things to come out of Berlin yet.
I learned the majority of the German I know from Leni. Including my favorite word, primarily for phonetic reasons: “Frischfleisch.” I surprised the hell out of Sven when I whipped it out mid conversation. He carried on for a half of a second until he realized that I should have no idea what that word meant or be able to use it. His surprise was my small victory.
Conquering Germany one noun at a time with the help of lovely Leni.
Hugs and kisses.