HOMESCHOOLER HANGS SELF WITH BAG!

Yeah, that´s going to be the next news paper heading, but it´ll be in spanish.
I almost did to, I didn´t mean to, it wasn´t really a backpack it was a weird strap bag and it was to big so I tried to wrap the strap around itself twice and it the pocess got it tangled aroung my head and happened to have my hat on.
If I ever go to school, the first lesson I´ll take is how to carry a bag without diying.
Spanish started. I got level one, Dawn got level 2 and Andy got level three.
The guy who gave us the levels was telling me something about school and I had no idea what he ment o jhe said it in english and I still had no clue what he ment, guess I should take English lessons as well.

We went horse back rideing on sunday, the walk up to the place was incredable, but Dawn didn´t think so..... it was a lonnnngggg way up, A quarter of then way up Dawn stopped and called to us ´I´m staying here!´ when we didn´t stop she called ´I could out yoga you!´ it was funny, it semmed like something straght from a chezy comady movie.
We made it up, Andy having to push Dawn the last huge hill we went up.
Then we gpt to the horses. We we´re going to go with 4 other people, but something weird happened and there 7 year old kid fainted from the sun and nowt having breckfast.
So Andy felt bad and decided to go. It´s funny how things like this just ´happen.´

The ride was fun and Dawn was actually able to controle her horse (until after lunch)
I will never be able to go to a horse back rideing trail or park or something in the usa and call it fun, it´s nice here because no one´s worryed about law suits if someone got hurt, in the usa there was that famus case of someone getting burnt from coffie and sueing them, Dawn told me that the person won too.

We didn´t even have to wear helmets, which makes sence to me because if you fall off a mountain a helmet pobably wont help to much..... My horse was called la mama for short and her full name was Pachamama after the indian goddes.

So the ride was about three and a half hours, we stopped for lunch in a beautifull vally, there was an annoyingish funnyish wild horse there that stood 3 inches away from me. After lunch Dawn got scared for her life, being able to see the steep .....downness...... that we were going. Her horse (cacow, in english, coco) senced her fear and took advantige of it and kept stopping to eat, making Dawn more nervous.
She ended up getting off, letting cacow win the war, and ended up getting on again because the toar guide said that it wasn´t to steep anymore.

My horse tride to follow Cacows excample but I wouldn´t let it *cackle.*

probably have something else to say but cant think of it.