Hola, me llamo Will and you’re about to see the world today through my eyes. I doubt I can “trump” Coles day, but I’ll try my best. Today started off like every day so far, with platters of medialunas (Argentinian croissants) and other tasty pastries waiting for me as my alarm went off at 6:50. Gorging myself, I tried to pick out any words I could in the family’s conversation, but any attempts were futile due to several reasons; 1. My level of understanding of their language 2. They speak Portuguese.
We left the house full and ready for sports day at school. One thing that fascinates me about Argentina is the fact that I have been in the car a grand total of 0 times and had Argentinian music playing. It’s all American music. When we got to school, we sat in the classroom where we sit every day for a few minutes, and soon went out to play soccer. We were divided into teams, and the games ensued. I tried to flashback to my Salvation Army bench warming days, and the skills came back to haunt me. I shanked 100% of the shots I took. Wayne Gretzy would be proud. We stopped the games for a quick juice and food break, and the students went back out to play basketball. I decided it would be best to let them play alone , so I resorted to keeping my pride intact sitting on the side of the court.
While I sat, I admired the wonderful weather they were having; slightly overcast skies, a light breeze that was too cold for comfort, and an air temp of 50*. The weather is perfect for sweatpants and a light hoodie, every teen’s favorite outfit to flex. It’s like Raleigh is in the Fall, but with bright yellow and green parakeets and Kiskadees flying overhead instead of cardinals and robins(If interested read paragraph below). when the basketball was over, we all went to lunch, and indulged in some type of cooked chicken and rice. At the end of an uneventful lunch, it was back to the classroom from the morning. The senior class came and had us answer several questions about our experience here, such as our favorite part of Buenos Aires, favorite Argentinian food, and whether we like Argentinian girls/boys or American boys/girls better. They filmed our answers and are going to make a video for us to take home with us. We had the option to talk in Spanish, so most people tried their best and responded in broken Spanglish.
After this endeavor, we headed to the 6th grader’s classroom to talk with them. We had met most of them already, for the always come up to us at lunch or break and give us high fives or to “dab” on us. Even so, we got to know them and their friends better, and then ate at the assortment of various cakes and cookies they had prepared for us. I spent the next hour playing soccer with the boys from the class. It is amazing to play with them, not only because it makes it easier, but to see how much of a celebrity you are to them. They would always have me try to hit headers into the goal, but it gave me a harder time than it should’ve. My amazing talent at soccer still did not manifest during the game with the little ones. Even though no kick went where it was aimed, every time I kicked the ball it was met with “wow” and “jeez”. I’ve seen in movies how playing with kids from foreign places looks life changing, but to go on the record: few things I have ever done has matched the amount of bliss and nostalgia I felt while playing with them.
The sun was slowly setting, blue skies above, and warm light shined down softly; making this whole experience something out of a movie but at the same time much more fantastical. I might have been getting beat down, juked, and slide-tackled by 70lb kids, but the experience was truly incredible. The school day ended and Vini and I went home. I ate a quick snack and then walked to the gym in Vini’s neighborhood. After a quick workout we headed home, ate dinner, and got ready for bed.
*see bottom for info on Argentinian wildlife
I’m probably going to be the only student talking about the animal life here, so I might as well tell as much as I can. To my shock I found out squirrels do not exist here, but instead they have stray dogs and cats wandering the neighborhood. The equivalent of seagulls are called Southern Lapwings, and they stay out in fields calling all day and all night. They’re everywhere. For those of you who do not know why I’m rambling about birds, Ask your kids why and you will understand. Instead of Hawks and vultures, they have a type of falcon called a southern caracara that is very common. There are also Harris’s Hawks, a type of raptor that can be found in the southwestern United States. The other animals here very closely resemble those of the USA, and do not seem very different.
–Will