Last class

Friday, June 26, 2009
My last Spanish class was today. It started off with a test. We checked most of it, but I’m still not sure what grade I made. After that, we had to do our presentations in front of the whole group. I was pretty nervous, until I started talking and then I was fine, which is unusual for me. I’m usually a mess the entire time I’m presenting anything, even in English. I talked about the kids at work; how each one has their own unique characteristic. Banks always repeats himself. Henry holds his pants when he runs because they never fit. Colin insists on wearing his sunglasses everyday. Ana only walks on the balls of her feet, so she always falls. Quincy tells the funniest stories. Noa always asks me what I’m doing. And Miles uses anything and everything as a musical instrument.
I think mine was shorter than everyone else’s, but I was almost the only one that didn’t read their paper, so that was pretty cool. Everyone else talked about Costa Rica. Some people had pictures, and we even got to try “Monos Chinos” or Chinese Monkeys. But don’t freak out because they’re a fruit, not a real monkey. The look like red spikey balls. You just suck it. I didn’t really care for them. I mean, they weren’t horrible, but I didn’t fancy them.
Nothing really eventful has happened here today or last night, except….My dad came down the stairs to eat last night saying that Michael Jackson died! I totally thought he was joking with me because maybe that was one of the only American names that sounded familiar to him or something. So I told them all about Michael Jackson, in Spanish of course. Then later on, I watched so many different channels that were talking about him. There were at least 7 channels on Michael.


So every morning, either my grandma or my cousin makes fresh squeezed juice. I have fresh orange juice every morning and later on for dinner I sometimes have mango juice or papaya juice. Mango is the best, with orange following right behind. I really wish I could bring food home, but it’s kinda not allowed. Avocados and bananas would definitely be in my suitcase. I could smuggle them, but I would end up smothering them because I’m bringing back so much stuff.


By the way, my computer is officially broken. I guess I'm not even going to turn it on anymore because it has no battery left.