The children at the school pretend to ride the omnibus, whereas my schoomates and I played like we were driving cars or riding in planes.

Yesterday we were reviewing animal flash cards when we came to the ratón; then they inundated me with stories about all the time they've been bitten by rats in their houses, if you can even call them that.

Two weeks ago I noticed one of their mothers picking through trash in my neighborhood, Carrasco, which is on the other side of town.

betholindo at 5:57 p.m.

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