Swine Flu

This whole foreign year has been fraught with peril, what with the robbery down the street, the arrests, the phone booth across the street thing, and just the general "Not in America" thing. As it turns out, there is yet again another danger laying across our path to the place known as Home and all that entitles. It all began with my almost-everyday morning chat with Carolina, a 6th or 7th grader from Mexico but who is quite good at English and French. Her dad works at CERN, too. But anyway, she mentioned how there were lots of Mexicans dying in Mexico, supposedly with a "cold" but which was not actually a cold. Then she said it spread to Canada already. To this I replied, "Oh. That's not good,"

Later, at lunch, after I had done my 2-hour English exam, my mom also mentioned the mysterious disease and said she'd talked to her English Quaker friend, who worked in the World Health Organization. She said "not to worry" and there were "already mesures being taken". Those weren't the exact words, but you get it. Well so, I haven't looked into the sickness that much (it's supposedly like the flu, but sort of kind of maybe perhaps slightly deadly to weak ones?) but the fact is it spreads, like, fast. Like, in the whole wide world. So, from like one country to another.

Going to an international school with lots of different kids from different places + that = not good.

Especially since we just had break, and the kids maybe visited their home countries or whatever. Anddddd since my international school has a pretty crappy administration, that I doubt would even mention this thing to us. No, I'm serious. Maybe I'm not just a wimp when I complain about my fricking culture-experience school. But I'm not like freaking out, geez. I'm just mentioning it. Even though I bet you've all heard allllll about it on TV/radio/newspaper/school. Because America has media. And we are informed citizens. So I probably sound like a.. non-informed one.

In other news, um. I need a doctor's appointment for my ear, I believe. Either that, or my iPod headphones are messed up. Because yeah, we all need to know about Amelia's health worries. In large detail.

Not much else to say. There's tomorrow.

Day 300 fast approaching!!!!!

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