September
I arrived in Madrid at the end of September, excited to start the new school year. This is my third year as an Auxiliar, but my first year in Madrid. Previously I was living in the Canary Islands on Gran Canaria. I traded the island life for the city life and was curious to see how different the two would be.
Getting settled was a bit of struggle, only because the apartment hunt was insane. I literally saw 20 different apartments in five days, but I finally found an apartment in the city center just 30 minutes by Metro to my new school. I was extremely lucky and was placed at a school within the city limits. Already I was having good luck which made me feel optimistic about the upcoming school year.
The previous two years my schools were in very small towns. During my time in Gran Canaria, I worked in three different schools. I had some very good experiences, but also some very bad ones. Two of the schools were amazing, but one was pretty bad. The school in general didn´t have many rules for the students or if they did, they did not enforce the rules. The kids behaved poorly inside and outside of the classroom. The teachers were also pretty cold and unwelcoming. They also expected me to run each class as the head teacher. They wouldn´t plan anything and expected me to create lesson plans for each class. They also didn´t help me very much with disciplining the children which was very difficult for me since I don´t speak much Spanish. They thought that when I was teaching that they could take a break and would sit in the back of the classroom and play on there phones or have a coffee. I also struggled to communicate with some of the teachers that I worked with becuase there English level was very low and so is my Spanish level.
I wasn´t going to let this bring me down and I was going to start the new school year with an open mind.
Getting settled was a bit of struggle, only because the apartment hunt was insane. I literally saw 20 different apartments in five days, but I finally found an apartment in the city center just 30 minutes by Metro to my new school. I was extremely lucky and was placed at a school within the city limits. Already I was having good luck which made me feel optimistic about the upcoming school year.
The previous two years my schools were in very small towns. During my time in Gran Canaria, I worked in three different schools. I had some very good experiences, but also some very bad ones. Two of the schools were amazing, but one was pretty bad. The school in general didn´t have many rules for the students or if they did, they did not enforce the rules. The kids behaved poorly inside and outside of the classroom. The teachers were also pretty cold and unwelcoming. They also expected me to run each class as the head teacher. They wouldn´t plan anything and expected me to create lesson plans for each class. They also didn´t help me very much with disciplining the children which was very difficult for me since I don´t speak much Spanish. They thought that when I was teaching that they could take a break and would sit in the back of the classroom and play on there phones or have a coffee. I also struggled to communicate with some of the teachers that I worked with becuase there English level was very low and so is my Spanish level.
I wasn´t going to let this bring me down and I was going to start the new school year with an open mind.
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