Katherine (Flor's niece) and I have started to go on a walk every morning at 5:30 before everything else we have to do during the day. It's amazing how much better the day feels after this. She is such a sweetheart too, and reminds me a lot of Flor with all of her wisdom and optimistic views. Speaking of Flor, I think I can almost count on having a new little surprise in my room every day - one day it was a new bathroom rug, one day it was a coin purse and a Costa Rican bag, another day it was some more pillows, once it was a lamp, I even came home to a tv in my room, and today it was a desk! It makes me laugh because it's not like I reallyyy need any of these things, but she just always thinks of something else. She's wonderful, and at the same time, she makes me miss my real mom.
I realized that I have some favorite faculty members at my school. You're not supposed to have a favorite student, but that's okay, because I have about 20 favorite students, the other ones I just don't know as well yet. So as far as faculty members, my cooperating teacher is wonderful, but besides her I absolutely love the cleaning lady! I think her name is Hydu? She's so funny, only speaks in Spanish, but she calls me "the girl with green eyes" even though they're blue. She's always striking up a little conversation with me or giving me a silly look because she knows I'll laugh. There's also another teacher assistant about my age and she is just awesome.
Then there are two other teachers who sometimes seem kind of intimidating, but they're actually really laid back people who are almost always laughing. Today I was talking to them, when one of them goes, "does she know about the secret admirer?" The other one said, "Oh I don't think she does.." So they reminded me about how on Monday the school announced the winners of a poetry contest, one from each grade. The winners read their poems to the school, and it was adorable when my fourth and fifth grade student winners read theirs. The fifth grade boy had written a love poem and even though it was in Spanish, I could tell it was very lovey dovey. Everyone was giggling and clapped so much at the end, girls even screamed for him. I was sitting there looking around wondering, who could this lucky little girl be who he wrote the poem for? Is it one of my students, how cute! So anyway, they said, "well, you know that love poem that J.P. wrote?... It was about you!" HAHAHAHA HOW embarrassing!! The whole day I couldn't stop myself from randomly laughing out loud, and it didn't help that I accidentally ran right into the poor kid at the end of the day. Wow, teaching tomorrow will be interesting but I think I can just pretend like I don't know.
Anyway, an overall very good day - It's been a month teaching at this school and I already have about a million and two stories about my students - and I'm already very attached to them. One of the fourth graders, Matias, is just hilarious and adorable. He was telling me about how he has his own office at his mom's work where she's a psychiatrist. Then he even said, "Come to my office on umm on Monday, yes, that's a good day, I can give you a gratis, I mean free, a free consultation". So my kids really do think I'm crazy. They also think I'm a good soccer player, haha, this is because they were getting ready for recess and one of the kids got his soccer ball out and kicked it across the room. I was upset that he would do this, and out of instinct I stopped the ball with my foot (wearing my cute lacy flats..) and did a pass to myself that I learned awhile back when I played. Their eyes widened and their jaws dropped. Okay, it wasn't even that cool or anything, but they weren't expecting it and were for some reason really impressed. "Teacher, you play futbol??" haha, we'll let them think I'm a star "futbol" player.
Even though the school doesn't have a lot of classroom materials, I figured out that most of their money goes into all of their text books and work books, which are all really nice. I love the reading books, and I think my cooperating teacher realized this because, well I'm always looking through them... so she's been having me teaching reading lately. YAY :) This is a poem from the book that I like and can relate to:
The Best Paths
The best paths
are whispers
in the grass
a bent twig
a token, a hint
easily missed
The best paths
hide themselves
until the right
someone
comes along
The best paths
lead you
to where
you didn't know
you wanted to go