Today is Teachers Day in Argentina. School didn’t start till 11:30, and when it did the students gathered for an assembly to celebrate the holiday. Students got up and talked about the value of teachers in society and their gratitude towards all the hard work they do. Some students even performed for the teachers by singing, dancing, and reciting poetry. For me the most exciting part took place at the end of the day. Septimo and Octavo, the too highest grades in secondary school equivalent to 12th and 13th grade (Manuel Belgrano has an extra year) carried huge flags out onto the street. Green and yellow for septimo, and blue and white for octavo. The flags covered the entire street; I have never seen such a big flag in my life. At first traffic stopped but soon cars began to drive under the flags, like little kids untangling themselves from the sheets in the morning the cars dispersed at the other end. Student’s shouts and the loud bang of fireworks filled the streets. Argentineans really know how to party! Septimo and octavo are secret rivals and today it really showed. After about an hour the students began to disperse and the street fell silent for the long weekend ahead.
Brooke! I love reading your blog and how you can bring us to where you are, what your doing and threading us through the fiber of everyday life in Argentina! There is power in the written word and you show it immensely! Love you and miss you! Aunt Deb
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