The end of an era

Tonight I walked by this pile of clothes and got a little sad. This is Agustin's school uniform. This was his last year at Freedom School (funny name!), as they didn't open a second grade class. He will be attending Paulo Freire next year, with a lot of his friends from school, who are also moving on, but I will miss Freedom school. I sometimes had my differences with it, but in the end we were really happy with the education there.