Right now, I’m learning the History of Portugal. Between people nomads, Celts, Phoenicians and others difficult to spell names, it has been a Nice adventure traveling through time.
During classes, my imagination goes off and suddenly I’m transported to strange and noisy places, I hear swords hitting each other and I see strange clothes, like some that we use at Carnival, and when I’m about to enter a new scenario, one hears: “1st year boys, today we are going learn the letter P”… and poof! I got lost!
I don’t know where I am, or if the letter P is the name of yet another people from our History. The truth is that, in my room, there are 24 of us apprentices and we also have: D. Teresa, the D. Henrique, D. Fernando and D. João, who are in the 1st year and are not lucky enough to have a teacher just for them. And no, no are the kings of Portugal, although they complain pay attention as if they were!
It feels like I went back to my childhood school parents, which was in a small village, where there were so few children that spent two years in the same room. What a mess!
Could it be that, like kings, the school Will it also pass into History? I hope not. There are so many things fun to learn!
Now you!
We want to know what you’re thinking and/or reading! Send us your opinion text or a book synopsis (up to 1000 characters with spaces) to expressinho@estrelaseouricos.pt. Don’t forget to send a photo of yourself!