There is no group of kids that I love more than my Italian class, or "la famiglia." Although it's the same group of 15 kids, with the same teacher, for three years, each day brings about new surprises.
Through our Italian dialogues and "skits," we are sure to accentuate each other's foibles. Whether it's ridiculing silly Chelsea's ingenuity or teasing her about her hair color, we are always poking fun at one another. Everyone in the class has gained a strong resilience; seldom is one piqued by the jokes. This whole concept sound rude but it is always done out of love. There is no group of kids that I love more than the Italian family.
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