For you who don´t know much about the school, let me enlighten you. It is a boarding school of sorts where the students are divided in to two primary groups. While the first group stays at school and studies the second group is out of school practising in real job enviroments. They switch places every second month, so the first group lives in the school and studies for 2 months and then they switch places with the second group that is doing "real work" outside the school.
The school has an emphasis on agriculture and has its own fields, orchards, farmhouses and animals etc.
All the food comes from their own farm, so I have been eating more or less 100% eco food. So no added colors and none of those other stuffs that microwave meals have in them.
|A part of the mystica|
After we had eaten our bread and drank our coffee me and Petra helped with the cleaning. I cleaned the floor and I´m not quite shure what Petra had for a task but anyway. The cleaning went quick because we were many.
After the cleaning was over we went with them to the mystica, whitch was held in their class, and presented ourselves to them. It was very dificult to find the right words, but they understood. They had a picture show and sang a song infront of an flag (not the brasilian one), then they told a story and afterwards chanted something togheter. The meaning of the mystica is basicaly to uplift the spirit of the class and give them positive things to think about.
To me, as an outsider, it seemed very intrigueing and mystical, pardon the pun. Afterwards started the classes, they haeld some presentations that they had had as homework. If I understood it correctly they had to present how they would plan an acher themselves, what would they plant there and so on.
Me and Petra didn´t understand so much, but we made great efforts to do so.
I felt a bit sleepy after the class so it was a godsend that we had a pause after a couple of hours where we got a small snack to eat. The snack was made of some kind of rootfruit and red wine and shugar, kind of like a fruit soup of sorts. I didn´t like it so much because of the distinct taste of red wine. We sat with two young groupleaders and tried to converse with them. I felt kind of glad that there was one person in the school who could spanish so that we had a language that we could lean on if we didn´t remember some words in portuguese. His name is Cleverson.
afterwards we went with them to their barn where they had piggs and I helped Cleverson and the others to clean their stalls. The smell was what I expected and rememberd from other visits to a farm, horrid. The cleaning took a while and then we had to feed them allso. After all this we were finnished and we went and ate. We had rice, beans, meat and sallad. This seemed to be a pretty typicall meal since all theese ingredients could be found at the farm. After the food we cleaned again and then it was free time. We hanged out with the other students as they played soccer.
That night I had allso no problems to sleap.
To be continued...