Today i'm going to write about some perfect days we have sometimes. Recently i have an amazing day and i was so happy that i really think it was perfect. It started with some historical files, because i have to do a work of anthropology and history so i had to review some newspapers from 1910. Later, i have to do a math class because i work in a project where we do classes to help people pass 8th grade, people who had some problems (mostly economic) and can't finish their school and because of that they can't be hired directly in the university. This class we do once a week, and this day, this perfect day, we had a perfect class. They remember a lot of what we pass last year (and they usually don't remember anything o very little because they don't have time to practice) so the class was really productive and funny because we also use a lot of technological resources. After this, i went to a class of rural anthropology and we talk and learn about the agrarian reform since 1962 to 1973, because of the time. Next class we will review what happen after that. To end my day, i went to a protest in support to what is happening in Chiloé.