There are 3 new students today and it seems like we got about 4 last week while we were on break. While we listened to Paty introduce the new students and give announcements regarding the activities for the week, our teacher arrived. Yeah, she got there about 15 minutes late. According to Yonseili, the Friday I was gone for Galapagos, she got there 30 minutes late and then just improvised on what to lecture. She was also wearing a mini skirt. Eek, I am glad I wasn't there - not because of the mini skirt but I would have been very upset waiting for her. Today she said she wasn't feeling good because of something she ate, and therefore got there late. We had class outside. By class I mean we got read to out of some advertising book.
During the break we had to print out our analysis of the book. We asked Carolina to print it out for us but since we didn't have it saved on usb's we had to log on to our email accounts and go from there. Holy smokes the internet is as slow or slower than dial-up. I didn't know it was still possible to have a computer that slow. After the longest time, however, we were able to get them and later turn them in to Raquel.
Si Dios me obsequiara un trozo de vida,
Vestiría sencillo, me tiraría de bruces al sol,
dejando descubierto, no solamente mi cuerpo sino mi alma.
Dios mío, si yo tuviera un corazón,
escribiría mi odio sobre hielo,
y esperaría a que saliera el sol.
A los viejos les enseñaría que la muerte
no llega con la vejez sino con el olvido.
Tantas cosas he aprendido de ustedes, los hombres
He aprendido que todo el mundo quiere vivir
en la cima de la montaña,
Sin saber que la verdadera felicidad está
en la forma de subir la escarpada.
He aprendido que cuando un recién nacido
aprieta con su pequeño puño,
por vez primera, el dedo de su padre,
lo tiene atrapado por siempre.
In Raquel's class, part 1: Grammar, we took an exam which tested us on verbs and saying them in present tense. We had to talk about who we admired and why. In part 2: Literature, one of the things we did was read "Se despide un genio." I was moved by it. For those of you that know me well, know that I love to be inspired, be moved, by others. I enjoy very much learning from other people by listening to them about themselves, their story. I can also spend a lot of my time reading quotes. One of my favorites is: "If you feel as though you have nothing to share, share your story." Instead of me telling you all about it, I would encourage you to read it and I hope you enjoy it, although it is sad, as much as we did in literature class.
SE DESPIDE UN GENIO
Gabriel Garcia Marquez se ha retirado de la vida publica por razones de salud: cancer linfatico.
Ahora, parece que es cada vez mas grave. Ha enviado una carta de despedida a sus amigos, y gracias al Internet esta siendo difundida. Les recomiendo su lectura porque es verdaderamente conmovedor este corto texto escrito por uno de los Latinoamericanos mas brillantes de los ultimos tiempos.
"Si por un instante Dios se olvidara
de que soy una marioneta de trapo
y me regalara un trozo de vida,
posiblemente no diría todo lo que pienso,
pero en definitiva pensaría todo lo que digo.
de que soy una marioneta de trapo
y me regalara un trozo de vida,
posiblemente no diría todo lo que pienso,
pero en definitiva pensaría todo lo que digo.
Daría valor a las cosas, no por lo que valen,
sino por lo que significan.
Dormiría poco, soñaría más,
entiendo que por cada minuto que cerramos los ojos,
perdemos sesenta segundos de luz.
sino por lo que significan.
Dormiría poco, soñaría más,
entiendo que por cada minuto que cerramos los ojos,
perdemos sesenta segundos de luz.
Andaría cuando los demás se detienen,
Despertaría cuando los demás duermen.
Escucharía cuando los demás hablan,
y cómo disfrutaría de un buen helado de chocolate.
Despertaría cuando los demás duermen.
Escucharía cuando los demás hablan,
y cómo disfrutaría de un buen helado de chocolate.
Si Dios me obsequiara un trozo de vida,
Vestiría sencillo, me tiraría de bruces al sol,
dejando descubierto, no solamente mi cuerpo sino mi alma.
Dios mío, si yo tuviera un corazón,
escribiría mi odio sobre hielo,
y esperaría a que saliera el sol.
Pintaría con un sueño de Van Gogh
sobre las estrellas un poema de Benedetti,
y una canción de Serrat sería la serenata
que les ofrecería a la luna.
sobre las estrellas un poema de Benedetti,
y una canción de Serrat sería la serenata
que les ofrecería a la luna.
Regaría con lágrimas las rosas,
para sentir el dolor de sus espinas,
y el encarnado beso de sus pétalo...
Dios mío, si yo tuviera un trozo de vida...
para sentir el dolor de sus espinas,
y el encarnado beso de sus pétalo...
Dios mío, si yo tuviera un trozo de vida...
No dejaría pasar un solo día
sin decirle a la gente que quiero, que la quiero.
Convencería a cada mujer u hombre de que son mis favoritos
y viviría enamorado del amor.
sin decirle a la gente que quiero, que la quiero.
Convencería a cada mujer u hombre de que son mis favoritos
y viviría enamorado del amor.
A los hombres les probaría cuán equivocados están,
al pensar que dejan de enamorarse cuando envejecen,
sin saber que envejecen cuando dejan de enamorarse.
A un niño le daría alas,
pero le dejaría que él solo aprendiese a volar.
al pensar que dejan de enamorarse cuando envejecen,
sin saber que envejecen cuando dejan de enamorarse.
A un niño le daría alas,
pero le dejaría que él solo aprendiese a volar.
A los viejos les enseñaría que la muerte
no llega con la vejez sino con el olvido.
Tantas cosas he aprendido de ustedes, los hombres
He aprendido que todo el mundo quiere vivir
en la cima de la montaña,
Sin saber que la verdadera felicidad está
en la forma de subir la escarpada.
He aprendido que cuando un recién nacido
aprieta con su pequeño puño,
por vez primera, el dedo de su padre,
lo tiene atrapado por siempre.
He aprendido que un hombre
sólo tiene derecho a mirar a otro hacia abajo,
cuando ha de ayudarle a levantarse.
Son tantas cosas las que he podido aprender de ustedes,
pero realmente de mucho no habrán de servir,
porque cuando me guarden dentro de esa maleta,
infelizmente me estaré muriendo."
sólo tiene derecho a mirar a otro hacia abajo,
cuando ha de ayudarle a levantarse.
Son tantas cosas las que he podido aprender de ustedes,
pero realmente de mucho no habrán de servir,
porque cuando me guarden dentro de esa maleta,
infelizmente me estaré muriendo."
Now... I must say that when I searched this online, it says it is a hoax. I don't really know but either way I am moved by the words.
All day today, for some reason, the bell was rung late. Just so you know. It was a little bizarre.
We tried to convince our professor, and gave her one day to think about it, that she should go with Christian, Yonseili and me to the coast this upcoming holiday weekend. We will have next Monday and Tuesday off. Can you say "yay?"
For lunch Yonseili and I went to the Bambu hamburger place and after that I accompanied Yonseili to class and waited outside so we can go home together. I started reading The Alchemist in Spanish for literature. So far, I love the book. I've already read further ahead than we've had to.
Question: What should we do this weekend? Canoa? Esmeraldas? We will see...
We took a cab to Quicentro because Yonseili needed to get a few things for some stuff she's sending home. I got a brownie at the Juan Valdez Cafe. I love brownies, and this one was good. By the way, finding the restroom at Quicentro wasn't easy and whoever 'designed' that mall was not very smart. Then we walked home and on our way there I bought two movies: Taken and Plan B.
I chilled in my room, talked to my dad and my brother for a bit. I went downstairs for dinner and then there was a knocking on the dining room window. Yonseili said she wanted me to go over in 20 minutes. She asked that I didn't take so long eating, because I'm naturally a slow eater. It gets old being the last one to finish and having people wait, but oh well. So I went over and she wanted me to help her eat the traditional Ecuadorian Colada Morada y Guagua de Pan. I just helped her with a foot of the guagua.
I worked on my blog. If y'all haven't notice I can get pretty behind... I got really behind after my Galapagos trip. Then Yonseili came over and we watched Plan B with my host mom. We completed the night with doing homework.
Highlight of the day: My literature assignments.
We tried to convince our professor, and gave her one day to think about it, that she should go with Christian, Yonseili and me to the coast this upcoming holiday weekend. We will have next Monday and Tuesday off. Can you say "yay?"
For lunch Yonseili and I went to the Bambu hamburger place and after that I accompanied Yonseili to class and waited outside so we can go home together. I started reading The Alchemist in Spanish for literature. So far, I love the book. I've already read further ahead than we've had to.
Question: What should we do this weekend? Canoa? Esmeraldas? We will see...
We took a cab to Quicentro because Yonseili needed to get a few things for some stuff she's sending home. I got a brownie at the Juan Valdez Cafe. I love brownies, and this one was good. By the way, finding the restroom at Quicentro wasn't easy and whoever 'designed' that mall was not very smart. Then we walked home and on our way there I bought two movies: Taken and Plan B.
I chilled in my room, talked to my dad and my brother for a bit. I went downstairs for dinner and then there was a knocking on the dining room window. Yonseili said she wanted me to go over in 20 minutes. She asked that I didn't take so long eating, because I'm naturally a slow eater. It gets old being the last one to finish and having people wait, but oh well. So I went over and she wanted me to help her eat the traditional Ecuadorian Colada Morada y Guagua de Pan. I just helped her with a foot of the guagua.
I worked on my blog. If y'all haven't notice I can get pretty behind... I got really behind after my Galapagos trip. Then Yonseili came over and we watched Plan B with my host mom. We completed the night with doing homework.
Highlight of the day: My literature assignments.
alchemist: written in portuguese, about a spanish shepherd boy, translated into spanish for literature class, for a chicana from new mexico. can you wait for the movie :)
ReplyDeletei found it a difficult 'fable' to get into. hope you have better luck.
m.