>> Thursday, June 14, 2007
- I go to sleep at 9:30 every night.
- I watch a ton of cartoons and don’t really understand them.
- I have to ask for help reading the newspaper.
- If I don’t eat all of my food my mom gets mad at me.
- I have to ask permission to leave the house.
- I’m really excited to take my Flinstone’s vitamins every day.
- None of the older kids like talking to me, so my friends are mostly under 10.
- I played pin the tail on the donkey today …by myself because I have classes alone.
- I don’t know my numbers very well. When I went to the bank the other day I had to ask someone how to say 500 (for the curious, it’s quiniento).
- I feel like everyone stares at me when I walk around the high school. But this time it’s really happening.
This election was for school queen and it was part reggaeton dance party, part beauty contest, and part riot. There were three candidates for queen and they each had their respective groupies who could be identified by their varying spray-painted hair and the headbands that said “Marilyn” or “Victoria.” Every time their candidate’s name was mentioned, the gangs exploded with cheers, drumming, firecrackers, and mosh-pitting. For intermission each of the candidates dispatched two people from their crew to perform really raunchy dance moves for the crowd and the school administrators.
I knew that I was definitely a grown-up when my counterpart and I exchanged glances that said, “kids these days.” Despite how humbled I am by my shortcomings in Spanish and Nicaraguan culture, I’m glad that teenagers will always be around to embarrass themselves. Besides, some of the things about my renewed childhood are nice. I’m going to keep taking my Flinstone vitamins because it´s like healthy candy and being friends with kids is cool because knowing how to jump rope turns you into a superhero.