I went home for lunch and rested. I returned to school around 2pm, and was then immediately rushed to the school's courtyard for my "formal introduction" to el colegio Alessandri. The entire school (1000 students more or less) sang the national anthem for me and a few other welcome songs. I was very content and at ease until the director of the school grabbed my hand and led me to the stage. I had no idea that I was going to be asked to speak (in spanish) to everyone. I stumbled through my spanish (miraculously) and I received an uproarious applause. I felt like Evita Peron.
I wish you all could have seen me! Of course, now I am very confident with my pocito espanol!
Mis padres de Chile! Que preciosa!
2 comments:
I love your stories. Keep writing Cori. it is amazing to read your weblog. take care of yourself, Golnaz
I wish we could have seen you in your moment. It sounds like a memory making experience. Something to recall when things get tough. Better yet to come will be your farewell after much growing and sharing.
Love, Mom and Dad
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