Last Monday was finally there. Just like for many other students in Belgium it was the first day of school. Full of excitement I went to Comercio with my mum and my sisters. That is the name of my school. After the principal spoke to all the students and welcomed me, it was time for my very first lesson.
I have to admit that it was a bit uncomfortable and above all very tiring, which of course was perfectly normal. Such a new environment, new people, a different language, that all takes some getting used to. The beginning is never easy, I was already aware of that in Belgium. That’s why I wanted to go on an exchange. So that I finally dare to go out of my comfort zone.
The first thing I noticed was that the difference between the schools here and those in Belgium is big. Not that it came as a complete surprise, but from day one those differences were immediately visible. First and foremost, the new school year does not start at the same time as the one in Belgium. For example, they have been behind the school desks here since March. At the end of November I already have a holiday, a very long one because here in Argentina the summer holiday lasts three months! I’m not going to lie, I’m already looking forward to it. Another big difference is that I only have to go to school in the morning. Every day except Tuesday I start at seven o’clock and on Tuesday the lessons for me only start at twenty to eight. On Monday, Wednesday and Friday the school for our class ends at twenty to one and the other days at a quarter to eleven. When I have to be at school at seven o’clock, we don’t go directly to our classroom. Before the first lesson starts, we gather outside to watch some students raise the Argentine flag.
In the classroom you can see the difference in communication. And I mean between the teacher and the students. In this way, we almost always address the teacher with the first name or with profe. Sitting on your mobile phone? No problem. We don’t get any comments or criminal studies when we do that. It’s just possible. Nor should we ask the teacher if we can go to the toilet. So we are clearly allowed to do more than I am used to. Oh yes and perhaps the best of all is that there are dogs walking in the school themselves. After two weeks it is the most normal thing in the world for me but the first few days I looked up when suddenly a dog walked into the classroom.
What about the lessons and my classmates? Well, of course I don’t understand everything yet. They talk very fast here and in Argentina Spanish is not always easy.
Despite that, I try to communicate in the language, with or without a translation site. They can hardly speak English, so I can’t help but notice that I’m growing up. Speaking may not be that easy yet, but understanding is, if they talk slowly anyway. I can’t complain about my classmates because they are real treasures. They have welcomed me with open arms and have been helping me from day one with all kinds of things. To be honest, in the beginning it was a bit of a search, but now I can say that I have found my place within the classroom group. Last Sunday we went for a drink together in the park.
For the time being the weekly updates are over as the coming weeks will be a bit similar but I will certainly continue to post something regularly! See you soon, chau!












