We have finally moved into the new flat. Over the weekend I took numerous trips - WALKING my stuff to the new piso. I took about 6 trips, with a few trips in the rain.
It is a cozy place, and I am loving it. It is an" Espacio sin ingles" - meaning no English. Which is a great idea - I wish we would have implemented something like that in the old place and stuck to it. It is a bit difficult and I sometimes get flustered but we have a dictionary and I should be picking up and adding words to my Spanish vocabulary.
I leave for Italy on Friday! There are 58 students, 3 professors, and me. That is a lot to keep up with! So I don't really know what to expect at this point. I will just go with the flow. I know what I need to buy :)
I hope my camera is up for the trip - it has been acting up so I may need to invest in a new one this summer when I come home.
Last night (and this morning) there was the most annoying tick or click sound in my room. I don't know where it is coming from - but it needs to stop. It is driving me nuts and interrupting my sleep. I feel like the Croc from Peter Pan with an alarm clock in his stomach with a tick-tock and ringing he can't stop. I need to figure it out after school - at least before the day is over if I want any peace and quiet and SLEEP. I slept with earplugs in last night to try and drown it out. So I guess aside from THAT I love my new place :)
Must be off - I have a lot of things to do before I leave on Friday!
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Love bite.
I was in class the other day, playing a question game. Where each of the students asked the person next to them a question and the person answered the question, then asked another question and we kept it going in a line. They could as anything they wanted, but I wanted them to practice using question words.
One boy asked the girl next to him about the mark on her neck, accusing her of having a 'love bite'. They asked me the word in English, and so, that is where they all learned 'hickey' and I had to explain it. I am an awesome teacher.
Later tonight when I told the story, Mike's sister told me that they brag about them here. I just laughed because that is the exact opposite reaction at home in which girls try and hide them with make-up, a side pony-tail, a scarf, etc
We all laughed a good while over it. I am really enjoying time with Mike's sister, Lauren, she reminds me of my friends back home.
Until Next Time
Tori
One boy asked the girl next to him about the mark on her neck, accusing her of having a 'love bite'. They asked me the word in English, and so, that is where they all learned 'hickey' and I had to explain it. I am an awesome teacher.
Later tonight when I told the story, Mike's sister told me that they brag about them here. I just laughed because that is the exact opposite reaction at home in which girls try and hide them with make-up, a side pony-tail, a scarf, etc
We all laughed a good while over it. I am really enjoying time with Mike's sister, Lauren, she reminds me of my friends back home.
Until Next Time
Tori
Paper memories
I have many private English lessons here in Spain, ages ranging from 2 to 17 (and sometimes adults). I like working with the older ones because they know more English and it is easier to come up with activities for them. The younger ones, I have learned a lot from and hopefully next year will do an even better job at lessons with them (songs and games). The 9 year old I have is in between - he HATES singing and songs so we don't do things like that but he has a wicked memory and learns vocabulary pretty fast.
The younger ones have filled my drawers with paintings and drawings:
I treasure these so much. I have some sort of understanding as to why my mom has kept all the things I made in preschool, although I am still confused as to why she still has a lock of my brother's hair from his first haircut :P
These mean so much. Irene has made me the most, and even made one with glitter! The main one in the picture is from her painting. She lights up when she gives me these - and she says Victoria with such enthusiasm. It reminds me of my Brother when he was little, and he couldn't say "Tori" so he would follow me around and say "Torti! Torti!", I wish he was still that cute.
You think it's funny but it's snot: (This part is gross)
Yesterday was a bit hard because Irene has a cold. She sneezed and snot went flying. It was sort of comical, but I gagged and ran to get some tissues and told her I couldn't help her because I would be sick, so I just handed her some tissues.Then the little boy was jumping up and down and sneezing at the same time, making snot hit the floor. OMG SICK. Her mom came in and laughed at my reaction and told me it was alright. To my future husband and father of my children - I can't do snot. That will have to be a prerequisite for sure.
My lesson after that is with a 6 and 7 year old, the picture of the girl on the left is from Silvia (the 6 year old). The 7 year old, Paula, has a great memory and seems like she likes to learn English, so she is pretty easy to work with (although she wants to play the color game where I say a color and they have to run and point to it ALL THE TIME!) Silvia, poor Silvia - I don't know what to do with her. We were practicing fruits and vegetables and she was doing fine. Then we read a book, and then we practiced fruits and veggies again and she forgot everything! Even simple things like tomate, naranja. So I asked her what happened and what was going on. She looked at me with her big brown eyes and couldn't tell me and almost cried! I felt so bad! I told her I wasn't mad, I just wanted to help her! She said she was dumb/silly. I said "No, no you aren't!". So I have no idea, I talked to her father about it and we don't know exactly what to do...so that will be a work in progress.
Carnival is this weekend and we have Monday and Tuesday off, so I am thinking about making a trip but who knows. Then the following week, I leave for Italy for 9 days. I find out the full itinerary this week! I know we are driving to Barcelona, then taking a huge ship to Italy! Need to keep saving up to buy things :)
Until Next Time
Tori
The younger ones have filled my drawers with paintings and drawings:
I treasure these so much. I have some sort of understanding as to why my mom has kept all the things I made in preschool, although I am still confused as to why she still has a lock of my brother's hair from his first haircut :P
These mean so much. Irene has made me the most, and even made one with glitter! The main one in the picture is from her painting. She lights up when she gives me these - and she says Victoria with such enthusiasm. It reminds me of my Brother when he was little, and he couldn't say "Tori" so he would follow me around and say "Torti! Torti!", I wish he was still that cute.
You think it's funny but it's snot: (This part is gross)
Yesterday was a bit hard because Irene has a cold. She sneezed and snot went flying. It was sort of comical, but I gagged and ran to get some tissues and told her I couldn't help her because I would be sick, so I just handed her some tissues.Then the little boy was jumping up and down and sneezing at the same time, making snot hit the floor. OMG SICK. Her mom came in and laughed at my reaction and told me it was alright. To my future husband and father of my children - I can't do snot. That will have to be a prerequisite for sure.
My lesson after that is with a 6 and 7 year old, the picture of the girl on the left is from Silvia (the 6 year old). The 7 year old, Paula, has a great memory and seems like she likes to learn English, so she is pretty easy to work with (although she wants to play the color game where I say a color and they have to run and point to it ALL THE TIME!) Silvia, poor Silvia - I don't know what to do with her. We were practicing fruits and vegetables and she was doing fine. Then we read a book, and then we practiced fruits and veggies again and she forgot everything! Even simple things like tomate, naranja. So I asked her what happened and what was going on. She looked at me with her big brown eyes and couldn't tell me and almost cried! I felt so bad! I told her I wasn't mad, I just wanted to help her! She said she was dumb/silly. I said "No, no you aren't!". So I have no idea, I talked to her father about it and we don't know exactly what to do...so that will be a work in progress.
Carnival is this weekend and we have Monday and Tuesday off, so I am thinking about making a trip but who knows. Then the following week, I leave for Italy for 9 days. I find out the full itinerary this week! I know we are driving to Barcelona, then taking a huge ship to Italy! Need to keep saving up to buy things :)
Until Next Time
Tori
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