My School When I was eight years old my family and mi moved to Calahorra, it isa small city in "La Rioja" and it is famuos for its red wines. So I started in a new school. My new school was a religious school and it was more smal than the old school and only there was one class for course so for the second day I knew the name of all my classmate. My teacher for this year was a woman about fifty years who teach a lot of thinks but especially She wanted him to lear calligraphy and I had to wrote a lot of note books to got it. My problem was that I used the left hand and my note books dirtied....but I finally got it!! And now my calligraphy is good. The biggest change in my live was the sport, after I used to do gymnastics but in the new school I can only play basketball or football. And at first I was saded for it. But then I loves these sport too. I staed in this school until I was eighteen year old when I studied at the college in Pamplona, other city one hour away Calahorra, here it is where I live now. Now I know because my niece is going to the same school that the people who study there, they are wearing a iuniforme, the girls a white blouse and grey skirt or dresk and garnet jaket and socks. And the boys, I don´t know but I supoose than too, white shirt and grey trousers. This years that I was in this scool were very happy for my.