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While enrolled at THINK Global School, students are encouraged to be introspective during the course of their studies and travels. When the students document these thoughts, we are often delighted with the results. In “Distal in the rain”, 11th grader Bailey D. shares the details of a recent rainy day excursion to Distal Libros, a popular bookstore located in Buenos Aires.
The rain was pouring outside, a cliché of cats and dogs falling from the sky, or perhaps even buckets. It was a time where the confines of a classroom would procure a feeling of dread in anyone, and mental health days were sure to abound.
In this way, a traveling school found their way into the warmth and safety of books, fresh coffee and the power of talking.
Ornate antique chairs welcomed soggy children while jugo de naranja brightened tired eyes.
Layers of Spanish and English enticed us and pulled us deeper into the worlds of those who came before us. Lines from Borges and Márquez and Ocampo were read.
Perusing the magical back covers of Spanish books proved to be interesting to…
“Nunca fuimos modernos.
Contaminación de los rios, embriones congelados, virus del sida, agujero de ozono, robots… Cómo comprender estos “objectos” extraños que invaden nuestro mundo?”
“We were never modern.
Contamination of the rivers, frozen embryos, Aids, holes in the ozone, robots… How do you understand these strange “objects” that invade our world?”
This food for thought fed into TOK, with curious children clustered around tables, laptops and Mr. Cailey while coffee machines ground on in the background.
Discussions of why toilets and laptops and paper were so much more than just that abounded and our minds clicked and whirred with thought.
By 10:15am alone I had managed to attend three classes, eat two croissants, drink one cup of coffee and one of naranja, buy a book in Spanish, peruse a book store and talk with people from over 15 countries.
These are the wonders of my school, and this is the magic that a rainy day can hold.
I look forward to many more Wednesday classes in the Distal Café, or wherever we decide to take them.
Thank you Ms. Reynolds and Mr Cailey for such a wonderful morning!