October 6, 2012 by ebostick1212
What a long week! On Monday, I started my first official post graduate job at CEIP Guadalquivir, a primary school outside of Seville, in a town called Mairena del Aljarafe.
During my first moments at the school, I initially thought I was getting in too deep. I was greeted by the secretary, a friendly woman who first said ‘que bonita eres!’ (which made me smile) followed by five minutes of incomprehensible Andalucian Spanish that sounded much like ‘ laksjdlkafsdlkfajskjkehweynkw owepriwe nii naaaah’. (this subsequently wiped the smile off of my face and replaced it with a look of pure confusion.)
However, after this minor mishap in understanding, I began to feel much more comfortable. I was greeted with warmth, especially from the professors. While I was nervous, my fears were soon eased as I realized that the kids were just so psyched to meet someone from another country. They were all so excited to hear about my life, my country, and my interests. To be honest, I am curious to learn about their lives too. The culture here is so different, that I am eager to learn about a child’s life growing up in this country.
Every week I teach twelve classes. I teach four grades, which are known as cursos, primero (the youngest), segundo, tercero, and sexto (the oldest). I cover everything from English (surprise,surprise) to science. Imagine my surprise when I arrive to my first class on my first day, a segundo science class, and I am expected to talk about differences between boys and girls…namely genitals. It was a little awkward!
Classes end at 2:00 PM in Spain, and everyone goes home to eat lunch with there families. As my family is a bit too far to join me for lunch, I join Lola, a sexto English teacher for lunch on Mondays and Wednesdays, and Concha, a segundo teacher, on Tuesdays and Thursdays. It is a pretty sweet deal, I practice English with their daughters in exchange for a hearty, home cooked meal, and good company.
I know now that this job is a dream come true. In what office job are you greeted with 25 smiles from children who are genuinely happy to see you? I don’t dread going to work in the morning, which is a definite key to happiness.