Chefs, Cows and Minie Mouse: Carnival at school

As you all already know, Spaniards celebrate Carnaval in the month of February and for the last week of February, the theme for carnival at the school was “Fashion Week” — where pre-K students dressed as Egyptians, 3rd and 4th grade teachers and students dressed as chefs, and 5th and 6th graders did what they like most: be cool. They got to create a whole fashion show, walking the catwalk in their cute “cool” outfits to the rhythm of Michel Teló music and more.

The teachers decorated everything and made the chef hats themselves, and they were asking if they should make me a hat so that I could be one of them. But I wanted to wear something a little more out of the ordinary, a little more fun (NOT that the chef choice wasn’t cute!). That’s just me. One of the pre-K teachers mentioned that she had an extra costume at home that perhaps could “look good” on me, she said, and said she could bring the whole thing for me the next day. (This teacher is usually a hell lot of fun, so I trusted that it was going to be good.)

Then Fashion Week arrived and, while it was nothing never seen before, as I would have liked (it was a Minie Mouse costume), it was very CUTE once I saw it and I decided to wear it. First of all, I have to say that I work with really nice people; I’ve never had absolutely everyone at work being this nice to me! It’s going to suck when I have to leave. 😛

So, yeah, here are some of the pictures from that day. We had so much food and so much fun! Spaniards know how to have a good time…I had a blast.


A teacher’s work

Student teacher in China teaching children Eng...

Okay. I’m not only traveling and taking the Spanish siesta here and there (I wish I could take naps); I am also learning…a lot. And I just wanted to say that being a teacher is not exactly an “easy” task.  You see, I never underestimated the work of a teacher before—some are always better than others. It’s just that now I’m able to see how much effort a teacher (who really cares) can put on her work.

I ’m not even a teacher and I feel the pressure. Alright, I should clarify: I am not under any kind of pressure—I don’t even have to go to any official meetings! But I still have to get prepared for class. Is this a good topic? Will they get bored? Am I doing this right? I’m always wondering. I want to make sure that I am doing the right thing.

The first few days, when I was just getting to know the students, I literally just showed up there, stood in front of the class and said whatever American-related stories popped up in my head. (We also went by the books they were given, of course, and still do.) And that sort of worked, but they’re too young—and restless—and it gets boring and old. Now, I am into it. I am feeling it. Now, I know the students (who learns faster, who’s slower, who’s creative, who’s trouble, and all those sort of things). Now, we are having fun.  Sadly, still no sign of me wanting to become a teacher, but I like it—if that makes any sense.

For the time being, I want these kids to learn whatever it is that I’m teaching; even if they’re learning things with an accent…I don’t care, as long as they’re learning.

Learning about other cultures opens another door for you. You’re one step ahead of the others and, in the end, the most important thing is communication.

My point is simple: good teachers should be rewarded and appreciated a bit more for their efforts. And I don’t just mean monetarily (though that’s never a bad idea, especially when so many of them around the world are ridiculously underpaid).

Before I even attempted to teach, I knew it was not the easiest job; not because of the job itself, but because you’re putting words into someone’s head. You may cause an impact in somebody’s life (and I can speak for experience). It is a powerful responsibility that some teachers have. I have never forgotten the wonderful teachers that I’ve had and I am able to appreciate them even more now that I am in their shoes.  I just hope that parents and students, as well as the government of every country, realize the true worth of a teacher.

If you’re familiar with Jersey Shore, one of their cast members got paid in an hour what a part-time teacher would get paid in a year, all just to basically make an appearance at Rutgers University in New Jersey and tell the students to get in trouble and get wasted, like they do on their show. Now, that’s a disgrace.