As a former alumni, and because of personal experience, is that I'm posting this sweet sour…read morecomment. i was 6 years old, when my dad sent me to study to Mexico, he picked this school because it thought English. Working 3 jobs , he managed to put me in this school, which turned out to be the best private school around, and the most expensive. I went into the boarding section, this castle became my home 365 days a year for 6 years. My room mate was Placido Domingo's son Guerra. For the 1st 5 years everything went beautiful, then my dad got sick, wasn't able to work 3 jobs anymore, and the hefty tuition payment started to fall behind. I kinda got the feeling of what was going on, because the teachers, they all looked at me like I owed them money. I was sent home and my parents were told not to send me back, unless the tuition payment was brought up to date. In other words, they could had care less about my or any other student's education, unless they were paid. I am retired now, and I sure as hell wouldn't consider sending my grandsons or granddaughters to this dump.