miércoles, 31 de octubre de 2012

4to DIA: Vos sos el argentino? // 4th DAY: Are you the Argentinian guy?

Y finalmente, llego el primer día de clases.
Desayunamos los 15 alumnos y nuestros respectivos hosts en una sala del colegio. Mientras comíamos, el Hermano Patrick nos hablo un poco de las reglas de su complejo, y luego nos invito a que cada host presente a su invitado a los demás. Luego, fuimos a clases.
Esto va a parecer raro, pero cuando caminaba por los pasillos... todo el mundo me miraba! Algunos me saludaban e incluso otros querían sacarse fotos conmigo! Fue muy gracioso y extraño a la vez.
En cuanto a las clases, me sorprendió que fueran los alumnos quienes cambiaran de clase en vez de los profesores, es mas complicado,  no?
Cuando llego la hora de almorzar, a las 11.30, paso otra vez. Todos los que estaban en la cafetería nos veían a los argentinos como si fuéramos extraterrestres. Ah. Me olvide de contarles que nos dieron una tarjeta con la que podemos comprar lo que queramos, nada, eso.
Finalizado el horario escolar, llego el momento del encuentro "amistoso" de fútbol. Ya cambiados y luego de la charla técnica, fue hora del partido.
Al principio pensamos que iba a ser fácil, pero no fue así... Los norteamericanos salieron a comernos crudos, incluso marcaron primero. Pero después de que hicimos el cambio de equipo y entro la magia (ejem, yo, ejem) el partido cambio y, después de varios goles, el encuentro finalizo 5 a 4 a favor de los visitantes. Hice un gol de tiro libre.
Después del partido compartimos una galletitas y sandwiches y, una vez cambiados, fuimos con Juan y nuestros dos host de compras.
A eso de las 19.30, llegamos del mall, comimos y me fui directo a la cama. Estaba muerto.
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And finally came the first day of school.
The 15 students and our respectivw hosts ate breakfast  in a school room. As we ate, Brother Patrick told us about some of its complex rules, then he invited us to introduce our host each of their guest. Then, we had classes.
This is going to sound weird, but when I walked through the halls ... everyone was looking at me! Some others greeted me and even wanted to take pictures with me! It was very funny and strange at the same time.
As for classes, I was surprised that the students were the ones who change their class instead of teachers, is more complicated, right?
When it was lunch time at 11:30 am, happened again. Everyone who was in the cafeteria were seing the Argentines like we were aliens. Ah. I forgot to tell you that we got a card that you can use it to buy whatever you want, anything, that.
School ended,  and it was time to have the “friendly” soccer match. Once we were changed and we have had our technical conversation, was game time.
At first we thought it was going to be easy, but it was not ... The Americans started with all their enginees. Furthermore, they were the first in scored. But after we had changed teams (cause we were too much to play all together) and the magic one got into (ahem, me, ahem) the way of the match turned, and, after several goals, the match ended 5-4 in favor of the guests. I made a goal from a free kick.
After the game, we shared some cookies and sandwiches and, once we got changed, we went with Juan and our two host shopping.
At about 7.30 pm, we arrived from the mall, had dinner and went straight to bed. I was dead.

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