Goodbye USA! This is about my life in Barcelona, Spain! I will try to post pictures and keep updating it! My neighborhood - called Vallvidrera - is on the hill overlooking the city!
Friday, September 14, 2012
Colegio
Yes I am writing another post right away. I am kind of using this as away to also keep track of a few things! There is so much more that I have noticed that I didn't put in my last 1 or 2 blogs that I just happened to forget when I wrote it! Okay so today was my second day of school was today and it was actually pretty good! I prayed that I wouldn't feel sleepy and everything would go well...and it did! Yesterday, I didn't really know my schedule until I arrived to school and no one knows where their classes are so you have to ask a teacher between each hour where to go. I guess I made a few friends, I don't really know what classifies as that but I talked with a lot of people. English class was super fun for me! He was talking in Català so as usual - I wasn't paying attention and staring at my desk. But then all the sudden I hear a loud movement and I look up to see everyone turned around looking at me. Then I heard the word "Americana" and I turned so red! He asked me a few questions in English, and then he told the class it was their first assignment to explain what he just said before to me. No one did of course, except many people asked me for help on another assignment he gave. Today I knew what I was doing more so everything was a little more... "smooth". One thing I didn't think would happen when I came here, would be that I am so frustrated so much of the time! I honestly can't understand anything sometimes - especially in school - and I constantly have to ask people to repeat or go slower. When the teacher gives instructions on how to do something, I don't understand so I always mess up. Also, in History of the World today, there is like a teacher assistant and she sat down with me and talked to me the WHOLE time. She explained what we were learning and what the assignment was (I think). I didn't understand anything, and I kept telling her to "speak slower, speak slower" but she never did. So naturally, I tuned out and nodded frequently. But I realized that if someone is directly talking to me in Castellano (don't even start with Català) that I get a headache and crave a nice soft bed after about 10 minutes. Probably less. The teachers I have suggest I start being tutored in Català. But I will do this thing where I study with another person from my grade and they will teach me Català, and I will teach them English! I actually think it will be interesting because I love to teach! Also, Ferran said in a few months I can find a bunch of awesome babysitting jobs because people will pay to have a babysitter who is a native English speaker. I would speak English with the kids.
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