March

One thing I really like about Resistencia is that they take their orange jucie seriously. I remember the first time I had really excellent orange juice. It was in a little cafe in New York City the time I went with my mom and HLL and Jenny, and I don´t remember anything else about that breakfast other than the big glass of freshly squeezed ornage juice that I was served.
Well here, all orange juice is like that. There is no other good juice. All the other juice is Tang or Clight and people usually only drink it for tereré. But the orange juice is unbelieveable. It´s always freshly squeezed and cool with a big piece of ice in the glass. There is always pulp and the flavor is always perfect.
School has started again and it´s going pretty well. The only class I really like is math. It´s kind of weird how they do school here. They´re not really into doing photocopies so on the first day of classes, insted of handing out a paper with the objectives and schedule for the class (like we usually get in classes in the states) We all had to copy down a dictation of what we were going to be learning that year. It was such a waste of time! I don´t understand why they do it that way. They don´t even save paper or anything, because everyone copies on to paper they have. They do a lot of dictations here, I don´t really think it´s a great way to learn because the kids are just writing, they´re not listening, processing and then writing their own version of what´s going on. I mean, maybe they learn that way and I´m just wired differently, but I think it´s important to write everything in your own words, instead of copying so much.