Just A Usual Day

Hi guys. Today was my average day, but my average day is awesome. At least to me. When I woke up I decided to put on my uniform, thinking it was early, to surprise my dad by already being ready. While I was getting out of bed Mamiloqui, my grandma, passed by my bedroom and saw me. She asked if there was no school today. I told her why would she think that. She said that it was 9:00 am and I am supposed to be at school at 8:30 am. I lowered my voice because I didn't want to wake up my dad. He might have gotten very, very, very stressed and when he gets stressed he gets angry. I went back into to my room, put on my clothes, grabbed my glasses, and ran down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs I put on my sneakers and walked to the kitchen. I drank my milk while my grandma wrote an apology letter to my teacher. I quickly brushed my teeth and ran out the door. When I got to school I went to the main office to get my late slip. As I climbed up the stairs I wondered if I was missing my special, computers, or if the students were still in the classroom doing social studies. I finally reached my classroom and to my relief they hadn't gone to special yet. The teacher was just happy to see that I wasn't going to miss a day of school. I removed a social studies textbook from the shelf and took out my notebook. I was only able to read a bit of what we had to read, in order to answer the questions, because the period ended. At computer class I had to write a biography on somebody that was influential in some way. I decided to pick Harry Houdini. I got distracted from my work when a kid told me that he found my blog, a video my dad posted on you tube on my birthday >:-(, and other things. After that I went to science and math. At lunch I made a part of a song with one of my best friends, Emily. Then, I watched "liberty kids". It is a series about two kids that report and take part in the time of King George and searching for a new government. As I watched "liberty kids" I did my favorite hobby that I do at school...FILING PAPERS! At the end of the day I went to peer, an after-school group that's about helping. When I got out at 3:45 pm my grandpa was waiting for me outside the school doors. I asked my dad if I could go to my grandparent's house and he said yes. Before getting to his house we went to the clinic in which he worked. Everybody was delighted to see us. I also saw one of my friends there. She is Daniela and she is studying to be a model. Afterward we went to his house. I ate mashed potatoes with salmon on the side. YUM! While eating my grandma told me a story about this girl that wanted Christmas in July and her Aunt gave it to her in some type of way. I had to do my homework too. My grandma had to help me with it. Later I went home. I played hangman with my mom. At the end of the day I wrote this and went to sleep.

P.S. Oversleeping is not part of my usual day.

What Happens When My Dad Gets Mad

An Interview with Santiago

Some time ago at Paquito D’Rivera’s, a famous musician, house I met a prodigy at a party. I decided to interview him.

                Well to start with his name was Santiago del Curto. He was 6 years old and he played the clarinet. He told me that his parents also played instruments. His mother played the cello and his father played the accordion. The first instrument he played was the piano. He started playing it 4 years old then stopped and began playing the recorder and about 4 months ago had an interest in the clarinet. He clarified to me that the recorder was a clarinet like object that had holes instead of keys. He also told me that he liked the clarinet because of the sound its nice shade of brown.  He learned to play the clarinet in a school that he moved to. He explained that even though they taught kids how to play instruments in his school they didn’t have a band. That day he played a song that Paquito D’Rivera wrote for him which is called “Blues for Santi.” He played with his mom, dad, Paquito, and a piano player. He made a few mistakes that were pretty little for learning how to play 4 months ago.

After that, other people sang, such as a couple of brothers that sang a song about words that were the same in Spanish, but meant different things in different countries. The song was hilarious because saying this word would get them punched in one country or hugged in another. It was a swell party.