No. 12

Here's a photo of one of the schools that I work in, No. 12 "Ciudad Jardin" - Garden City (the name of the neighborhood).

Man, I want to be home NOW! LOL, I've got one more month here, but only two more weeks teaching the kids. I actually had a pretty good day today. I taught one class about parts of the body and illnesses, another about prepositions (on, above, behind...) and we played Pin the Tail on the Donkey, and in my last class we just read a short chapter book. They really like to make the Spanish kids read abridged Sherlock Holmes novels. Also, I gave a presentation about being Lutheran as a favor to my friend Ines who is the religion teacher. (Even though it's a public school, Spain still offers religion as an optional subject in it's secondary schools). I gave it to the little first years and I think they totally liked it! Crazy!

(a nativity scene that was put up in my school at the holidays)

Then, the principal decided to pull me into her office and explain to me her current project on the role of the woman in the Spanish household during the dictatorship.....all I can say is the repression in this country was more than suffocating. The dictator held so much sway even over the most intimate parts of your life. It was a really really long day. Teaching wears me out. My week finishes on Thursdays at 3, then I fall asleep and always miss my 6pm pilates class :(

Now, I've got a translation to send to my old boss, and then I'm off to Portugal for the weekend. If I stayed in Badajoz during the weekends I'd go nuts. The perk of the job is definitely being able to take weekend trips. Hasta ahora.