On
Sunday night, as I was getting ready for bed, I started thinking about school
the next day. I had no idea what to expect. I realized that I was going to be
expected to wake myself up, get everything I needed ready, and walk to school
all by myself. I wasn’t really scared, more excited, but still the thought of
walking the street of a city that I had only been in for 3 days made me a
little nervous. Not to mention the fact that if I did get lost, I’d have to get
directions in Spanish. I wanted to leave earlier than I needed to just to be
sure that I got there on time, and so I set out my outfit, packed my backpack,
and got ready for school. I went to sleep and the next morning I woke up at 7,
had breakfast, got ready, and left for school. I was pretty confident about
where I was going for the first couple blocks, but then I started to second
guess myself. I was seeing things that I hadn’t seen before and that made me
think that I wasn’t going the right direction. The street that I walk on splits
at one point and I was sure I had gone the wrong way. I turned around and went
back to the split only to realize that I had been going the right way and turn
back around. I finally got to school at about 8:35. When I walked with my host
mother, Rut, we got there in 20 minutes. I went inside, up the stairs to the
second floor and looked around at my new school. It is tiny. It takes up about
half of the second floor of an average sized building. There is one “big room”,
that doesn’t really seem so big when all 71 of us are in it, 4 slightly smaller
than average classrooms, 3 offices that are the same size as the classrooms,
and one double-classroom. We each have our own “taquilla” (locker, more like a
cubby). That first morning, we had an assembly and heard about the different
classes that are being offered. Then we made our final course selection. That
afternoon we took 2 placement tests, one math, and one Spanish with written and
oral parts.
This morning at school we went over lots of rules and
expectations and fears and lots of other things that were on our minds, and
this afternoon we had went on a scavenger hunt. It was lots of fun!
Let me tell you about a normal school day. In the morning,
we will have two classes. Then what we call “descanso”. It’s from 10:45 to 11:20
and it’s a break where we can go to nearby cafés and get a coffee or a coke or
something small to eat, or just take a break. Then we have 2 more classes.
After those two classes, at 2, we have lunch. We walk three or so blocks to the
local Monastery School and eat in their cafeteria. We all have a dinning card.
At 3:30 the school re-opens and we have two more classes. Except on Fridays
when we are done before lunch.
I meant to post this on Tuesday night but, I never got
around to it. But here it is. Stay tuned for more about classes and my first
free weekend!
Asking for directions, even if you know where you're going would be a fun, valuable exercise. Maybe you should give it a try, just for fun :) As for your schedule, it sounds very similar to the one I used to have when I went to school over there, and to the new one we have at GPS. Spaniards are so smart!
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