Mirielle had taught her Seniors before, but her Juniors this year? They were a handful of kids who had either taken her class as Sophomores or were just now deciding they needed French to graduate. Hm. Either way, Mirielle was going to be pleased to see how many of her Seniors chose to take this course; she did have to admit, she'd miss a handful of them when they were gone.

Leaning casually against her desk, arms crossed, she watched her class file in, nodding at those she knew and offering a kind smile to those she didn't.

Some familiar faces.

"Velcome everyone!" Ms. Leclère called, skimming shinny eyes around the classroom, "I zee zome vamiliar vaces!" Came her cheerful ring, "It'z good to zee you all again," Brushing her hands together quickly, she moved to the board and began writing in loopy cursive: "Review". Chalk still in hand, she turned to her class, "Hands please! Vho can remember 'thank you' and 'you're welcome'.

{OOC: Hands please, Ms. Leclère will call upon you upon her next post.}