To all of you who think that school is in engles is hard, try taking anatomia, quimica, math, y psicologia. If you can't understand any of the clases listed, then you understand what i mean by taking school in another language es muy deficil ( its very hard.) My first day of school went something like this, i woke up at 6:00 a.m. put on my very beautiful uniforme, went downstairs, had my fresh cut up fruit and jugo de naranja ( orange juice,) got ready for my dad and sister to take me to my first day of school. When i got there, well lets just say i was mentally, and physically lost, i changed grades and clases three times, plus i had nothing for my clase, just a piece of paper and a pen for the day. I had no list of supplies, no snake for break, and definitely no friends to help me try to understand, or tell me what i needed to do. As the day went on i met and got to tag along with some girls in my clase, and got a little help in what i needed to do; there is a God in that Catholic school, because i had some mercy when i felt like giving up. One observation i made is that even though its a very nice school, there is no heating in the freezerbox school, and you have to bring your own toilet paper and hand wipes. And at break, if you want a snack, you have to shove your way through a sea of Catalinas chicas, and practically throw your money at the snack lady. By fourth period you would do anything for food, and after 8 clases a day getting home to eat the biggest meal of the day is like heaven! Then when you are full you get to go take a ciesta( nap), most amazing thing, a ciesta! Other then the language barrier, that i must say may be slow i do get the courage to speak more, and i can tell i am understanding alot more. One month! How time flies, untill my next adventure.
Chao!
That sounds daunting mi monkee! Write anytime, Rick and Brenda at rwayford@yahoo.com
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