After weeks of waiting, I’ve finally discovered the family I’ll be staying with until December (before they get fed up of me and ship me off to someone else). Excitingly, it’s a couple with two children at the school: twin girls, and a two year old, who of course does not attend yet. I’ve learned I’ll be staying in an area called Sant Cugat del Valles, which is a mere 20 minutes away from the city centre on the metro. The school is called Escola Santa Isabel, and is a primary school, which is exciting for me as it will give me an experience in a field I’m hoping to spend my life teaching in: albeit not in the same language.
Weirdly, after visiting my old favourite teacher Rev. Campbell at church on Sunday, he told me that his daughter had just come back from Barcelona, where she had been working as an Au Pair. After speaking to her, I found she had been posted to none other than Sant Cugat del Valles: the world is quite small sometimes. She told me it was a brilliant place to stay, an affluent area, and a good distance from the city should I fancy nipping in to Barcelona of a Saturday afternoon. All in all, I’m very pleased with where I have been placed. Since joining a forum, where I can chat with some of the other Conversation Assistants, I’ve learned that some are up to two hours inland, which will be nice: but not quite Barcelona, as advertised. However, those who are further out seem to be placed with other CAs – I have not spoken to one yet who is living in close proximity to where I’m placed. So, I suppose, being inland has other benefits.
I’ve been making a scrapbook to show the children, and am going to have a short-term loan (which in our family, means ‘keep for an indeterminate amount of time, until the other family member realises they might want it back’) of some children’s books from my sister. Even if the kids don’t enjoy reading about Meg and Mog, I’m sure I will: part of the appeal of teaching children is you get to re-experience things that, as an adult, you can’t socially be seen doing. I can’t go to my local book group and give a presentation on The Tiger Who Came To Tea, much as I’d love to (and I suspect most would love to hear an in-depth debate about the meanings behind why Sophie’s family kept tins of Tiger Food in the house).
I’ve been looking, as well, into things I want to do in Barcelona. ‘The Barcelona Bucket List’, I think will work well as a title. So far, however, it’s not very difficult to achieve: at the moment we’re resting on ‘Going up to the top of the Sagrada Familia’ and ‘Managing not to get pickpocketed.’ All very well to fulfill, but boring as a list of aspirations. Any ideas?