The+Waynflete+Diary+-+Nicolas



Chapter 1, My First Week:

I got here last Tuesday, and since then I think that Portland is a great city. Everything is so "tidy", the houses are amazing abd it's snowed. I have had some problems with american daily living, such us the time we have meals, or the time we go to bed, etc. I'm staying in Belden's family house wich is located in Cape Elizabeth, around 12 minutes far of Waynflete school. They're nice people and they like having me aound (or at least I think so). In general, USA is so different to Chile because here people are respectful, I mean that here everyone obey the "rules" according to the time and places, for example, when we have our school assembly, everyone shuts up when the teacher stands in front. And the classes here are much smaller than in Chile, and they're much shorter. And, we don't have recess here. In Chile, classes are big and long, but we have 3 recesses. The members of my family are: John Belden, my host dad; Anne Belden, my host mom; and Lydia Belden, my host sister. There is, although, one more family member, Zach, that is supose to be my host brother, but he's is college Philadelphia, PA. So I won't meet him while I'm in Portland. And of course, there is Poosh, the family pet, a "San Bernardo" dog. I have eaten a lot junk food, and that's cool because that's one of the things I expected to do in the US.

Chapter 2, My Second and Not Less Important Week:

My hope for seeing snow was vanishing until, Bang!, this Friday we had a lot of snow that appeared from nowhere, nobody saw that coming, nobody saw that leaving. Just like the snow got, it left, but it left a great day behind as well. That day we slided on the snow and fought in an epic snow fight. But let's start my week form the begging. It all started on Monday, like all weeks, that start on Monday, that day I woke up saying that I didn't wanted to go to school, I just wanted to sleep, because I just couldn't get used to the day-living here. But when I thought that, I never thought that I was having an esplendid day on school, yer sir, no more chemestry, no more business and finances, just classes that I liked to attend. That day, I felt free, as a seagull fly to nowhere from the sea shore, I was starting 2 awesomes school weeks that would stay in my heart forerver. That week shall be remembered as The Lazy Week, because that's when my typical chilean lazyness woke up inside me, and I didn't do anything productive or important that week. The week continued it's course, but going faster and faster every time I thought of it, like if time didn't matter at all, just a day after another of pure and adrenalinic fun. But was the time's speed that made the heavens angry, thou it needed time to let the sun wake up and time to let the moon keep us from that dark cosmos where we live; it forced time to stop with a brutal snow storm that attacked Portland that same Friday. It was there when I taked advantage of the painful skies, and the tired time, to step out of that evil curse brought directly from Chile, the lazyness, so, I did all sort of activities including sliding in the snow, shopping and paintballing; and of course, rest, because the coming week shall require energy, pure energy to let us go in peace beneath our hearts and souls.

Chapter 3, My Third and Last Adventure:

The week started with a commemorative event, Mister Ignacio Riveros' birthday, he is finally turn 17, now he's a man. We went to the mall, and I gave him a present that I knew he'd love, I gave him a mistical and powerful snicker, but not only one, if not, four mistical and powerful and mighty snickers that gave him the power to finish his important task in school. But it's not him who we are talking about, it's me! As I just said, we went to the mall that day I and bought a lot of things, and then I came back to my house, to start the next day, Tuesday. On Tuesday, I had a regular day, and I had a lot of fun just like the other day, and I played lacrosse. Nothing to peculiar happened this week, only the time that was running out, and the snow was constantly melting. I walked from school to home, and on Friday we went to Augusta, and bowling in Portland to commemorate our depart.

FAREWELL PORTLAND!!