Day Eleven

Buenas noches amigos!
In general, today was more or less the same as yesterday. I went through my morning routine as usual, but one difference was that I decided once an for all that I need a bread cleanse. So, rather than consuming the copious amount of toast left for me at breakfast, I decided to  be nice and feed the Peruvian birds: win-win.
After classes, we went back to the Air Force school and had our "first day of teaching." In reality,  I just talked with a group of thirteen year old years about my life for an hour (all in English by the way). However, I did learn a lot. For example, I learned that Ed Sheehan is the best musician there is, that if you're not careful your group will find your name and try to add you on every form of social media, and finally that my little brother has a Peruvian fan club now. All in all, it was an eventful hour.
We then switched classes to the older students who were more in the 15-16 years old range. Each group was given about two students with whom we spoke with in Spanish for a half hour. It was a struggle, but it was really fun to practice and learn with people closer to my age.
Finally, we ended our day at the school with a history lesson which basically reviewed the book we are supposed to read. I should probably prepare more questions for next time.
Once we were finished at the school, we taxied back to Parque Kennedy. Here, we went to the pharmacy, then had a bit of celebratory sangria before I had to pick up my laundry and go home. At home, my host mom made me a salad with a delicious plate of bolognese. While we ate, I became more confident in my speaking skills and began to talk about the importance of languages and life at Northeastern. I may have had to struggle and emerge, but it was great to see my progress with communicating. Let's just hope I can keep it up!
Hasta mañana!

PS: The shirt did not bleed and my lulus are fine!