I had a moment today that reminded me of that feeling.

Apparently, the silly little French song "Alouette" is about the adorable plucking of feathers off of each part of a small lark. Now I'm wishing my 8th grade and college French courses had helped me put two and two together and translated "je te plumerai la tĂȘte." I might have then comprehended the head, beak, eye, back and leg de-feathering of a sweet little bird instead of just regurgitating cute syllables strung together into song.
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