First 3 days in Spain

 Hi readers,

Sunday, we arrived in León, after leaving England at 2:45 am, breaking down at 3:30 am, and arriving at the airport, leaving the Valencia lot with very little time to make it. We arrived in León around 5 pm, and were given our rooms - which were different o how we had previously been told, I was originally looking forward to sharing with a Spaniard, and a fellow colleague, but it still worked out well.

Today is my third day in Maristas Champagnat, and already I'm teaching! In fact, on the first day, I had to teach for half an hour, completely unprepared. So, I introduced myself, opened up google maps, and was showing them my hometown, and that I live next to Nottingham, to which they all shouted Robin Hood at me, so I now know that for that class, I will prepare something based on Robin Hood 😂

Yesterday (Tuesday), I was in nursery (3-5 year olds), and for that class, I was teaching them 4 British meals - Sunday dinner, English breakfast, bangers'n'mash, and fish and chips. However, due to the kids being 3 years old, the teacher asked me to deliver the lesson solely in Spanish, translating just a few words into English like the food names! That was a challenge, but luckily I speak enough Spanish to have completed this well. The kids then drew pictures of their favourite food and I went around and spoke with each kid, helping them learn their favourite food in English.

Today (Wednesday), two of the classes I was meant to observe had exams, so I went to the staff base to plan, and then I went into a Spanish maths class, which I was timetabled to teach, but they changed my timetable today so that I'm no longer in that class, and they added an extra 2 classes on, so I now have a total of 21h35 to teach.

Aside from teaching, I found a little café on the walk home from school on Monday, and I've been there every day since. The man there is both the owner and the only worker, and he's so nice! I walk in and he knows my order of an espresso, and the tapas is this sugary pastry (see image below), for only 1 euro! I was talking to him yesterday and I asked what an ensacadas was as he had them on the counter, so he explained and I asked to try it as it also only cost 1 euro, and he gave it me for free because he was so happy that I wanted to try Spanish food - it was at this point he realised I wasn't a native Spanish 😂 The same happened today when I asked him about a morcilla. I will definitely be going there everyday on the way back from school!


 The best thing is though because I finish no later than 2:30, I get to video call my boyfriend for a few hours every afternoon!! It works out perfectly!

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