In Mexico, I went to a school (it was in Spanish). We did a lot of math (like 2 hours of math every day). Every Friday, we had art (well that was what they said, we never actually did art). On Wednesday, we had P.E. They took us to a basketball stadium to play soccer or basketball.
Sebastian was a classmate of mine, he was a bully (he would trip me and throw pens at me etc.). Aaron was nice he was 11 and was pretty cool but then Sabastian dragged him into the bully me game. Marisla was a little too affectionate but otherwise she was cool but then guess what Sabastian did? (you probably know what he did. he dragged her into the bully me game).
Cesar (se-sar) was one of my teachers. He was nice, he mainly taught math and P.E. Ivonne was another one of my teachers. She taught art (well she would if it was real), English and Spanish.
My favorite part of school was P.E and reading. The worst part was math, etc.
It was hard going to that school because it was mostly in Spanish (like I knew the subject but I had to learn the new words).
Overall school in Spanish is just as bad as school in English.
(Sebastian has the blue shirt in the pictures and a bowl haircut) (Aaron is the one with the dark blue shirt in the classroom and the orange shirt in the pictures out of the classroom) (Marisla is the one hugging me in that picture)