“This week they can’t be worse than last week”. Famous last words. They definitely can. Classroom bullying x2, anger fits, (unwanted) hide and seek with a girl who decided to run out of class, screaming, twenty minutes of 3 classes wasted because they wouldn’t stop shouting, robbery and waaaaaaay too many flipped bottles and dabs, along with a hell of a lot of ribbing for those dreadful last five minutes of the England vs Spain match. And that was just Wednesday. This all led to the remark “This was not what I expecting when I submitted my application form almost a year ago.” So, on the school front, it’s still being a struggle for us, with very little teaching actually being able to take place, but at least Estefania and I managed to have a laugh about it afterwards on the train…
Outside of school this week has also been super busy, completing my progress report/inventing progress, colouring many things, helping Laura complete 1) a project (colouring all the things that her group didn’t bother to colour), and 2) a different project because apparently here you never get taught how to do a bibliography. So sleep has been a rare thing!
The weekend has been spent in the Falla because it was the presentació. This is the first official act of the año faller, opening the year by presenting our Falleres majores and our Presidents. True to the Spanish way of life it started at 10.30pm (reality, 10.42) and ended at about 1.40am. It consisted of dances, an extremely funny play and speeches, and it was ALL in Valencian. This was followed by everyone asking if I had managed to understand it… Yes, actually, I did! Oh, and we were treated to a Valencian version of I don’t wanna miss a thing… “No vuic tancar els ulls.. No vuic dormirme…” In all truth, it lost a lot in Valencian! Mainly because the words didn’t actually fit the tune but 11/10 for effort!
Also, Spain doesn’t know how to do numbers on seats. A Spanish cinema/theatre goes like this
A 1 3 5 7 9 11 10 8 6 4 2 A
B 1 3 5 7 9 11 10 8 6 4 2 B
C 1 3 5 7 9 11 10 8 6 4 2 C
Etc, which makes buying tickets in advance a hassle for me trying to get us seats together! Sort it out Spain…
So, days until Fallas? 115.
Days until Melendi: 222.