I'm Right Where I'm Supposed to Be.

Feb 19
11:36 p.m.

I love this country.
Despite the long hours in this slightly unorganized and poorly run TEFL program, I have discovered that I do enjoy facilitating a classroom (of adults). There are some incredibly funny mispronunciations from little old ladies in the course—one in particular has turned “I’m shopping for beach shirts” into “I’m interested in bitch shit.” And repeatedly shouted “I want to lose my shirt”. Tonight during my random snack foods lesson she kept saying a “i want to eat a jar of peanut butt” and then yelled "Penis Butter!!!!!" a few times. Good fun for everybody. All of us TEFL students get along so well, and I am positive that several of those friendships will last forever. (pictured: Me, Carol and Olga after an insanely long day of classes and teaching). 
I am starting to actively look for jobs for once this course is over (assuming I pass the grammar test!) I have made friends with several of the students who are now taking our English courses and I am hoping to elicit some one-on-one tutorial lessons.
Other than that, we haven’t had much time for social lives. 12 hours a day of classes followed by student teaching and then maybe a drink or dinner at the convent before bed. Last night I made an enormous amount of tacos and shared with Caroline, Olga, Carol (I finally got to see some of her amazing work!!! www.carolcronin.com, watch the media video) two random German guys who just moved in and Mercedes, the property manager, from Venezuela. It was such a fun/laid back night full of very personal conversations translated into various languages.
Tonight after our student teaching, Olga, Carol and I went to a bar near our convent and had tapas that included OCTOPUS! I put on my big-girl brave pants and had one. I was a little weirded out, but very proud of myself. We had a fantastic time, not only do we get along incredibly well, I love hearing about the random differences in our cultures.

SABES QUE…
In the Czech Republic, women add a “ova” to the end of their last names to distinguish their femininity. I have decided to start doing it as well, just call me Svobodova.