High School Never Ends
I'm twenty-three years old. I went to high school in a small suburban Connecticut town called Cheshire, or as we locals call it, "the shire." I still know very little Spanish. If we are on the topic of "subjects I struggle with"- there's also science.
I'm not going to discuss how I got in to AP senior biology, and I'm not going to brush up on the mitosis exam from level one sophomore biology- those are stories for another time.
Thus, it must have been my personality that convinced IES Valdebernardo biology teacher, Myriam, that I was a perfect fit for the excursion to Casa de Campo.
Casa de Campo is: an amusement park, a swimming pool, a lake, a running trail, and from my observation, much more. According to locals, it's the largest park in all of Europe. Kind of cool.
I was joining an older crowd for the excursion to Casa de Campo, the seniors. The English program was after their time, leaving Myriam and I as the only English speakers.
Should be interesting.
It started with a Spanish lecture that I quite enjoyed. Continuing with a hike to the lake and a Pokemon Go session. Once we arrived at our destination within Casa de Campo, we dropped the science kits, the netted poles, the gloves and the garbage bags.
Meanwhile, I was doing my own experiment: am I intellectually capable of piecing together what this senior biology class is testing.
Stand by, here I provide the following observations:
I watched as they taped the garbage bags to the ground, strapped on rubber gloves, and dunked the netted poles into a highly contaminated lake. I carefully took note as the kids opened their science kits and unfolded a chart containing colorful squares.
Thats when it all came together: PH Values, how acidic is the water! I don't know what that means, it's only what I remember. The lingering left-overs from my high school experience.
The rest of the excursion went by smoothly. We hiked back to the main building and I helped the kids unload their bacteria into the microscopes.
With the conclusion of our day, I was struck with a thought: Truly, no matter which country, which high school, or which language, it will always be the same PH Value science experiment. These small outings to places like Casa de Campo just adds to the fact that this world is much smaller than people believe. In a way, the PH Value science project unites us.
I think it's beautiful.
Live Large and Sparkle.