Je tu deteste
Niece (teenage): “I HATE YOU”
Bros: “do you know how to say that in French?”
Niece: “Je tu deteste”
Bros: “shouldn’t that be Je vous deteste?”
Neice: “NO, you are tu and I hate you”
By this stage I’ve fallen off my chair giggling and started dribbling tea on my woolly jumper (It was cold in England). During my 4 day stay I managed to avoid my niece’s wrath without ducking or walking into any nearby walls.