Today thursday I had another English class. I started to work for a new school near home. It´s almost 15 minutes!! And I am so happy is so near! I would like to use my bike but the streets in this city are awful, as well as the city. This is my personal perspective, I just don´t like the city. I try to see it with different eyes, I try to find some magic place, a corner, a landscape, the people...but no.
I started to work formally at this school this month. I have two groups, four students. They are kids and they are amazing! I love to work with kids. They are so funny, so smart, very creative, very kind and simple and I need that in my life. I remember my work at the museum -where I used to work for 3 years- with children. I really loved that job but everything else was a mess.
One of my groups has the schedule at night. So the first time I saw them, I instantly fell in love with those children. Two little brothers. So every class I have with them I laugh and laugh, they are so funny and brilliant. There is just one thing that I don´t like. Their mom takes them to several courses, so they get tired. And you know what I am talking about.
Unfortunately, there are some disfunctional families where parents blame their children for all their problems and the result is that they don´t want to see their children at home. I am talking generally, not my students case.
I just see these two brothers and the oldest reminds me so much of my nephew. He lives in Canada and it´s been a while that I don´t see him as well as my niece. I miss them so much! And by the way, I have another nephew. He was born in July so I am looking forward to meet him. But you don´t know about that. My family is a world family. All of my siblings live in different places. So I am waiting God´s answer of what is going to be about my life. Where will I go? Where will I work? Where I will live? First things first. I need to be patient. I need to enjoy life and don´t worry about things that I CAN´T control. I still have to learn a lot of things. That´s is one of my missions in this world.
But I was talking about my day at school. Too much to say, too much to write. And at the sime time I am speaking with my friend Khadim on skype. He is not sleeping. They are celebrating the ramadan holy nights. Few days ago, he told me that he didn´t eat for 14 hours....wow! If I don´t eat when I am hungry, I have a headache or get angry...very very angry. So, he told me that it was part of his religion which I admire so much and I am desperate to taste their traditional food : ) Since I tasted spätzle in Germany...I am so curious to taste different foods, I don´t know why. Spätzle is one of my favorite dishes, but you will read about that on the food link.
Anyway, I was talking about my day at school and my friend Khadim. I will have to ask him a lot of question about his country, culture and religion, it is so interesting.
What I wanted to say is that I am very happy having these kids as my students. They talk so much and at the same time that I have to move my head from one side to the other because they love to talk! It´s funny and enjoy very much my class.
When I come back home, the part that makes me sad is to see people on the streets asking for some money. You see a man on a wheelchair, an indigenous woman, and old woman dressed as a clown...it´s terrible. I am so sad to see that everyday. So sad that other people inside their cars are so indifferent to that situation, to reality. There was a forum, two years ago, where someone criticized this society in the state of Nuevo Leon in Monterrey. They said people here live in bubble. You can imagine what does that mean. Certainly it is. And when you come back home after having the opportunity to study abroad, meet other people, know different cultures and live in different places, experience racism or bad behaviours or experience the abscence of money and the help of others, you learn where you come from, you learn who you are, you realize what your culture is and the place you live. You change. You become a multicultural person. You become open minded, full of things to share, willing to help other people, thirsty to make changes that benefit others and then, nothing happens. Society doesn´t accept the new person you are. You don´t fit in their groups. Sad, but not depressing. Again, this is my personal view.
I started to work formally at this school this month. I have two groups, four students. They are kids and they are amazing! I love to work with kids. They are so funny, so smart, very creative, very kind and simple and I need that in my life. I remember my work at the museum -where I used to work for 3 years- with children. I really loved that job but everything else was a mess.
One of my groups has the schedule at night. So the first time I saw them, I instantly fell in love with those children. Two little brothers. So every class I have with them I laugh and laugh, they are so funny and brilliant. There is just one thing that I don´t like. Their mom takes them to several courses, so they get tired. And you know what I am talking about.
Unfortunately, there are some disfunctional families where parents blame their children for all their problems and the result is that they don´t want to see their children at home. I am talking generally, not my students case.
I just see these two brothers and the oldest reminds me so much of my nephew. He lives in Canada and it´s been a while that I don´t see him as well as my niece. I miss them so much! And by the way, I have another nephew. He was born in July so I am looking forward to meet him. But you don´t know about that. My family is a world family. All of my siblings live in different places. So I am waiting God´s answer of what is going to be about my life. Where will I go? Where will I work? Where I will live? First things first. I need to be patient. I need to enjoy life and don´t worry about things that I CAN´T control. I still have to learn a lot of things. That´s is one of my missions in this world.
But I was talking about my day at school. Too much to say, too much to write. And at the sime time I am speaking with my friend Khadim on skype. He is not sleeping. They are celebrating the ramadan holy nights. Few days ago, he told me that he didn´t eat for 14 hours....wow! If I don´t eat when I am hungry, I have a headache or get angry...very very angry. So, he told me that it was part of his religion which I admire so much and I am desperate to taste their traditional food : ) Since I tasted spätzle in Germany...I am so curious to taste different foods, I don´t know why. Spätzle is one of my favorite dishes, but you will read about that on the food link.
Anyway, I was talking about my day at school and my friend Khadim. I will have to ask him a lot of question about his country, culture and religion, it is so interesting.
What I wanted to say is that I am very happy having these kids as my students. They talk so much and at the same time that I have to move my head from one side to the other because they love to talk! It´s funny and enjoy very much my class.
When I come back home, the part that makes me sad is to see people on the streets asking for some money. You see a man on a wheelchair, an indigenous woman, and old woman dressed as a clown...it´s terrible. I am so sad to see that everyday. So sad that other people inside their cars are so indifferent to that situation, to reality. There was a forum, two years ago, where someone criticized this society in the state of Nuevo Leon in Monterrey. They said people here live in bubble. You can imagine what does that mean. Certainly it is. And when you come back home after having the opportunity to study abroad, meet other people, know different cultures and live in different places, experience racism or bad behaviours or experience the abscence of money and the help of others, you learn where you come from, you learn who you are, you realize what your culture is and the place you live. You change. You become a multicultural person. You become open minded, full of things to share, willing to help other people, thirsty to make changes that benefit others and then, nothing happens. Society doesn´t accept the new person you are. You don´t fit in their groups. Sad, but not depressing. Again, this is my personal view.
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