Un Poca Perdida

Mar 9 feb (18:20)
So I signed up to volunteer as a teaching assistant teaching English at the Claret school in Sevilla. I have a class of 3 year olds that I see once every Tuesday for 45 minutes. Last week we had a meeting/orientation at the school, I met la profesora, and met the class briefly. Today was my first day teaching. My class is sooo cute!!! Today they learned how to say “blue shoes,” “yellow hat,” and “red dress.” !!! 3 year old españolitos. They. Are. Adorable :) It lifts my heart. This is going to be a good semester!
On Sunday I really began to feel like a student instead of just a tourist. Geena, Ashley, and I went to Amber’s apartment. First we did an hour of yoga/ballet bar (which was SWEET and yesterday my ass burned like whoa which was awesome) then just sat down and really focused on homework for the rest of the afternoon/evening. It was really nice, both the exercise and the studying. I’ve been trying to peck away at my homework, like usual. But poor Geena. She kiiind of put all of hers off and ended up staying awake until 4 that night (/morning) to finish it! I went to bed before her and got up after her :/ But haha she said she learned. Oh, procrastination :)
Oh, yesterday I went out for a “half an hour” run which turned into an hour-long adventure because I got lost. I kiiind of ended up on some random other side of town. I eventually made it back home because I’m amazing, but, well let’s just say, if ya’ll ever go to Spain, beware that their lack of a grid system for their roads can be tricky :p
That was the first time I got lost in Sevilla yesterday. The second time was when Chris and I were looking for la Plaza del Altozano, the meeting place before playing a game of fútbol ISA had arranged. We missed fútbol, but at least we found the place eventually… so we can go next week :) But, um, I got a lot of excess exercise yesterday.
Buttt the best way to get to know a place is to get lost in it, ¿verdad?