Tuesdays I get a bit of a break in the morning. I wake up at 8 and shower, eat, etc. and walk down the block to get my ride at 9:15. I arrive to school a few minutes early on Tuesday so I usually go to the coffee machine and get a hot chocolate, check my email, etc. I have class with 4th ESO at 10:20 then we have the break. I usually go with some teachers for a drink (pretty much everyone drinks coffee, I drink tea). Then I come back and have class with 1st ESO. After class, I have a meeting with the teachers of the Bilingual Section. We meet once a week on Tuesday in the library. I love this group of teachers. I've gotten really close to them and we all can sit and joke around. They are seriously awesome.
After our meeting I head back to Cuenca and on Tuesday I ride with Tino who always has good music. He loves listening to American/British pop rock bands and he listens to it loud, it makes the drive go by faster. It's funny because we talk about music and translate words, groups, lyrics, etc.
I get home around 2:30, eat lunch, prepare my afternoon classes and head out for my afternoon lessons around 4:15. Carlos looked super cute today with his painted mustache that was half rubbed off from school that morning. We're still learning fruit and I've learned that as long as I can turn anything we do into a competition where he always wins, it's a good class. We always keep points from the games we play and count them at the end.
After class with Carlos I walk 25 minutes to the center of the new city and give class to a Spanish language teacher, Nieves, who lives in Cuenca. She commutes like me everyday but to a different pueblo. Her English is really really good and I really like talking to her. She's traveled a lot and lived in a lot of different cities so she learns a few new words/phrases in English and I get to learn more about Cuenca/Europe.
Then I walk down the street and wait for Africa to pick me up. I have class with their 4th child, Beatriz from 7:30-8:30. She's 12 and has a good level of English for her age but I definitely have to speak slower but I don't use much Spanish. She's really sweet and really tries to mimic my pronunciation.
After class with Beatriz, Africa drops me off at the gym around 8:45. In Spain, there is one trainer who works with everyone. He evaluates everyone and creates a workout card for them to use. He helps everyone with exercises, weights, etc. And as if I don't already stand out in my matching outfits of Nike and Under Armour (mainly everyone here wears Adidas), I wear shorts. Especially now in the winter, everyone (men and women) wear pants or capris. And on top of that, I work out on all the machines for legs and lift weights for my arms where its mainly men. But it doesn't stop me, they can watch... I'm still gonna keep using them. And even more, the trainer knows I'm American so he always speaks English to me. I know he knows I can speak Spanish but I think he just likes to practice English. But I like the gym, it's small and quiet. I get to run and have some time for myself. I finish around 10, walk home, make dinner, get a quick shower and head to bed.
xo,
j
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| Left to Right: Angel (Math), José (Technology) and Sara (Coordinator/English) in the library. |
I get home around 2:30, eat lunch, prepare my afternoon classes and head out for my afternoon lessons around 4:15. Carlos looked super cute today with his painted mustache that was half rubbed off from school that morning. We're still learning fruit and I've learned that as long as I can turn anything we do into a competition where he always wins, it's a good class. We always keep points from the games we play and count them at the end.
After class with Carlos I walk 25 minutes to the center of the new city and give class to a Spanish language teacher, Nieves, who lives in Cuenca. She commutes like me everyday but to a different pueblo. Her English is really really good and I really like talking to her. She's traveled a lot and lived in a lot of different cities so she learns a few new words/phrases in English and I get to learn more about Cuenca/Europe.
Then I walk down the street and wait for Africa to pick me up. I have class with their 4th child, Beatriz from 7:30-8:30. She's 12 and has a good level of English for her age but I definitely have to speak slower but I don't use much Spanish. She's really sweet and really tries to mimic my pronunciation.
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| Beatriz. |
xo,
j
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