One of my favorite things about Cervantes–apart from it being the type of school that randomly sticks a giant standing paella pan in the courtyard on a normal Saturday morning
–is the library. It’s got heaps of stuff beyond the usual language instructionals, which is great news for lazy asses like me who instantly fall asleep at the mention of grammar drills. (I am a doomed person in that my ability to get anywhere with anything depends heavily on my amusement.) I swear, some of the things you’ll find there (NSFW haha extremely vulgar) can’t be farther from your usual study materials.
There are DVDs of movies and TV shows, and that’s great, but what I’ve liked most is the comic books section. A few weeks ago, I picked up something that hitherto I had not been aware existed: Spanish manga.
This one in particular is “5 Elementos,” by author Jesús García Ferrer, better known as Jesulink. At first I was a bit iffy about getting it since up until then I hadn’t been reading much manga (although I did enjoy a few chapters of Saint Oniisan until I forgot about it because the translators took too long to update lol.)
But just a few pages into this book I became really glad I got it because it’s really funny. I mean getting strange looks because I’m snickering uncontrollably in public transport funny. Basically the first volume tells the story of Kaji Llamaviva, who has had to move to a country town against his will because his father was assigned to be its guardian.

Kaji and Señor Llamaviva. "But don't you see it!? Your arm is broken!!! You're useless!!! The king has sent you to this town of rednecks to get rid of you!!!" "What are you insinuating?"
The people in the story universe are all “elementals”, who have specific skills based on their element. Apart from the usual fire, air, earth, and water, there are hundreds of other less “basic” elements: lightning, virus, vapor, ice, shadow, metal, sound… all the way to things such as paper, cotton, shit (mierda)…






















Liz, 27, Quezon CIty. I'm your average bus-riding city mouse and potent combination of social akwardness and incoherence. I write for profit, watch football for fun, and argue with myself for good measure. 

