Tailored Pants

Wednesday

21 of August

Today I enjoyed another wicked hot day in my home. I cannot fully express to you the unbearable heat that you must learn to cope with in order to live here. I had my elective class today, sports, which is basically synonymous with soccer, so I was a sweaty mess for every class after that, and let me tell you, it is impossible to cool down your body temperature after it goes up. I fell today while playing and skinned my knee pretty well, which isn’t too good for me since my skin scars super easily. I’m fretting that my scab will turn into a big white mass that never goes away- which would make two banged up joints side by side, both victim to my careless roughhousing.

I’m beginning to understand which teacher belongs to which subject- a major improvement from the lost state I was in just two days ago. The teacher who speaks a spit-flying, hundred words a second teaches technology; the woman that suspiciously resembles a monkey is my science teacher, Quimica, actually; and the cool Cuban guy belongs to math. A foot note about math: I’ve already learned the math we are doing, so I’m basically acing the class. This is a massive deal for me, because I’ve always struggled with the complicated equations. I sit in math now, doodling pictures of Alma

, blowing through some equations, aiding some fallen soldiers in their battle against math, and plopping right back into another world of drawing. And to think, I was the kid bordering on a D last year, attending lots of free period tutorial sessions, and praying that I’d squeak out a passing grade. Math always brought down my perfect GPA, and here I am now, sitting in a class being taught in a different language and I’m acing it.

One more, off-topic foot note: I noticed all the teachers have the bottoms of their pants tailored. Maybe they make pants extra long in Mexico, or maybe it’s just because most everyone is really short.

This is the soccer field we have on our small campus. In the minuscule space they had for recess entertainment, they decided to make it a soccer field. So Mexico.
This is the soccer field we have on our small campus. In the minuscule space they had for recess entertainment, they decided to make it a soccer field. So Mexico.
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