Bahía Espejo

The school in Florida It was the late ’80s. My parents were divorced. I was living with my mom and my sister in a tiny house in a town near Buenos Aires City called Victoria, located in the northern area of Buenos Aires Province. I was quite young—just about ten years old—when I asked my mother to enroll me in an English class. Those were difficult times. She was working as a cleaning lady in a private home, so we didn’t have much money, and we weren’t getting any help from my dad. Still, she didn’t hesitate to look for a course. You know, moms are like superheroes when they’re in charge, and somehow, she managed to find an affordable school where I could get started. And off I went! I began learning English in a state-run community school in Florida, a nearby town. I had to take a bus that ran along the Panamericana Highway, and it would get me there in no more than half an hour. I remember loving the idea of learning a second language, it became my little world. We used a book c...