
Last Monday when I went to my high school to teach English some of my students invited me to their class asado (Chilean bbq). Apparently it is acceptable to skip a whole day of school to have an afternoon bbq at the English teacher's house. I decided that it would be really interesting to see how the kids act outside of school and of course, there would be delicious food.
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I immediately found the house because of the loud reggaeton music that was flooding the street. The kids let me into the teacher's house and told me that she had gone to the store. Interesting choice to let 15 wild kids stay in her house alone. I was a little disgusted by the way the raw meat was being cut without cutting boards and without washing the knives but I pretended not to notice. I washed the strawberries that I brought but everyone told me that I had to cut of the stems and let them sit in sugar before they would eat them. Again, I went with it. We ate steak, choripan (sausage in bread), salad, potatoes, and berries and drank fanchop (beer and orange soda).

After eating the English teacher closed all the blinds and turned the music up and told the kids to start dancing. There was some chanting and eventually the English teacher and I had to dance for everyone's entertainment. All the couples starting dancing and I was surprised how much they considered to be appropriate in front of a teacher. I was given regaetton dance lessons before the whole show was over. It was a very entertaining experience and one that gave me a window into "flaite" (gangster-esque) youth culture.
After eating the English teacher closed all the blinds and turned the music up and told the kids to start dancing. There was some chanting and eventually the English teacher and I had to dance for everyone's entertainment. All the couples starting dancing and I was surprised how much they considered to be appropriate in front of a teacher. I was given regaetton dance lessons before the whole show was over. It was a very entertaining experience and one that gave me a window into "flaite" (gangster-esque) youth culture.
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