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Cadet Rousselle is your local French playgroup run for mothers, by mothers!


We will be celebrating halloween on Monday 29th October, 9.45-11.45am. Venue: One O' Clock Club Salters Hill - West Norwood, London, SE19 1EA. Join us on the day! Or view our website below for more information on what who we are and what we do. Website: http://cadetrousselle.makingfx.net/


Cadet Rousselle is a playgroup for French speaking parents and bilingual families ? it enables children to learn how to play together in French. It is also a perfect forum for bilingual families generally to meet informally and make new local friends. Cadet Rousselle?s weekly sessions follow a structured programme of arts and crafts activities based on the French cultural calendar as well as songs and story-telling.


Cadet Rousselle est un ?playgroup? destin? aux parents francophones et bilingues qui veulent que leurs enfants (0-4 ans) puissent jouer, ?changer et se tisser des amiti?s en fran?ais. Les sessions de Cadet Rousselle suivent un programme structur? d?activit?s cr?atives et manuelles bas?es sur le calendrier culturel fran?ais ainsi que des chansons et lecture de contes.

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