For the past three weeks, I have just felt like I’m on holiday with no real purpose here in Spain. However, that bubble burst last Monday on my first day of work! This year I will be working in two Spanish primary schools as an English language assistant where my role will be to help the children improve their oral skills in English. One of the perks of this is that I only have to work 15 hours a week (some of us have it really tough, I know) so I will have plenty of free time to travel and socialise.
When last Monday morning finally arrived, I was unbelievably nervous. Everything was so unfamiliar and I didn’t know what to expect. I had met a handful of my colleagues briefly and I knew most of the English teachers that I would be working alongside but this still didn’t make me feel any better. Alongside this, I had been asked to prepare a presentation about myself which was scary enough in itself. I didn’t know whether it was interesting enough or if the children would understand it. I had so many worries that I was surprised I slept at all the night before.
The bus I take to school is supposed to arrive in the town where I teach at 8.47 but on Monday it didn’t arrive there until 8.55. This did nothing but add to my nerves as I thought I was going to be late (something I absolutely hate). I all but sprinted to school from the bus stop and apologised profusely to my mentor teacher for being late. However, she assured me that I was not late at all and said not to worry as I didn’t start teaching until 9.15!
After giving my presentation for the first time my nerves melted away completely and I felt quite silly for being nervous at all in the first place. When I thought about it, I was telling Spanish primary school children about myself and Ireland – somewhere they maybe hadn’t heard much about. Of course they were going to find it interesting! I was taken aback by how much they seemed to understand, especially as they were being told all of this new information by someone with a Northern Irish accent – again something they had probably never heard before.
The children seemed impressed with the new information I was telling them. They were especially taken aback with seeing a pound coin compared with a euro! It was so nice to hear whispers of ¡qué guay! (how cool) as I passed the coin around the class as it told me that they were genuinely interested.
As part of my role is to teach them some things about the UK and Ireland, I included some aspects about Irish culture in my presentation too. One of these aspects was Irish dancing and when I showed them a video of Michael Flatley’s Lord of the Dance they seemed to be amazed! By the end of the week I had given this presentation 15 times, so trust me when I say I now know it by heart and I think I may even know the dance in the clip of Lord of the Dance by heart as well.
As you can imagine some of the questions they asked me after my presentation were interesting. They ranged from the ordinary to the slightly absurd. What’s your favourite colour? What’s your favourite animal? Do you like broccoli? Do you like Spain? Do you have a boyfriend? Are you married? It’s so funny seeing what innocent minds are curious about.
As I’ve said, my role is to help with the children’s English skills so they have been told that I don’t speak any Spanish and so I can’t answer them when they ask me something in Spanish. This is frustrating for all parties – for me, it is difficult not to answer them and tell them I understand them when they ask me something in Spanish. And of course, it is difficult for the children because they don’t always know how to ask what they want to know in English. The surprising thing is, however, that most of them do try their best to ask in English. They are not afraid to ask questions and when doing so, they refer to me as ‘Teacher Shannon’ which is so cute. It is so interesting for me to see how they put these questions together and you can almost see the tiny cogs in their heads turning as they almost translate from Spanish to English what they want to say.
Another amazing thing about the school I work most of my hours in, is that they are studying Harry Potter in English this year. This couldn’t be any more perfect as I absolutely love Harry Potter. I honestly feel like the time I spend here won’t feel like work at all as it is so enjoyable.
One thing I have noticed in the mornings is that it feels quite chilly, so I wear a cardigan when leaving to get the bus to go to work. In the grand scheme of things it isn’t actually chilly as it is around 18°. However, when it reaches 30° in the afternoon it definitely is chilly in comparison. It’s a nice problem to have, I know. It’s like the weather in September at home when you need to layer up in the morning but will end up being roasting by midday. Think like that – but tenfold.
Moving away from what happened at school this week, one exciting thing was my dad coming to visit me on Monday evening! He had been in Spain over the weekend on a trip with his friend to Alicante. It was so nice to meet up and catch up as I hadn’t seen my dad since the morning I left for Spain. Obviously we had spoken on the phone but that isn’t really the same as seeing someone in person. We had some dinner and drinks and I was able to walk them round the city without having to use google maps – I’m beginning to feel somewhat like a local!
On Thursday night, my friend Nicole and I went for dinner with an assistant from her school and some of her friends. They meet up on a Thursday every week to try a new restaurant! This week we went to a tapas restaurant called Madre de Dios and the group said it was a bit fancier than the places they would usually go. Normally, they just order a lot of different things and share as that way everyone gets to try a bit of everything. I can sometimes be quite a fussy eater so when they started ordering things like octopus and rabo de toro (bull’s tail) I started to worry. However, due to some peer pressure I caved and tried everything – which I’m so glad I did as all the food was honestly amazing. My favourites were definitely the mushroom croquettas, patatas bravas (not your typical bravas but instead potatoes with bacon and fried egg) and the rabo de toro. When in Spain!
To relax after our ‘tough’ week at work, Nicole and I decided to go to the beach on Friday. It was amazing to just lie and relax in the sun and reflect on our week.
To sum up, I had such an enjoyable week and I’m surprised that I enjoyed school as much as I did. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I’m so happy and I think I’ll have so much fun at work this year.
¡Gracias por leer y hasta pronto!