To whoever is keeping up with this blog, sorry that I haven't been keeping up with my posts. If you didn't know, learning school in Spanish for a 15 year old is really quite challenging. I have been really busy with trying to understand school and am trying to fill my head with more and more Spanish everyday.
Let me give you a recap of what has happened:
Nothing interesting really occurred while I was not posting my blogs, which is the main reason why I did not publish any at all.
But this past weekend/week was utterly fantastic.
On Friday I had fútbol practice, and man was that a fun time. The practice was not as strict and technical as it usually is. Don't get me wrong, I love how dedicated my teammates are and how serious they take their time spent on the field. That coming Sunday I was going to be able to play with the team, but unfortunately, my registration was not fully approved and I was not in the possession of a game uniform, only a practice one. As you can guess, I was not able to play on Sunday in Granada. But the 6 1/2 hour ride there was some of the most fun I've had the whole time I've been here.
On Saturday, I was not planning to go out anywhere because most, if not all, of my friends live in a different town. The town isn't far away at all, but it is too much of a hassle to get to Don Benito and back for one night. You may be thinking, why didn't they spend the night or why don't you spend the night? In America that may be a very common thing to resort to, but nobody -unless they are a very very close friend- ever spends the night or "sleeps over". So, instead of just staying in and being my boring self, I went along with Marinas friends. I thought that it wasn't going to be fun hanging out with a bunch of 13 year olds, but there were multiple people my age that I became friends with that night. We danced, roamed, bought candy and pizza, and even stopped to watch the fashion show that was in my town.
Yeah, Don Benito had a fashion show in the middle of the town. How cool is that? Although I was not able to get that close, it was really cool to witness. They had the red carpet, and the reserved chairs, and the tents and the whole 9 yards. Don Benito was decked out.
After the weekend was over, some how, I developed a very fast growing cold. Over a day in a half I was coughing and blowing my nose and everything else that comes along with a cold, besides a fever. And thank the heaven that I didn't catch a fever. Missing even a day of school leaves me lost for the next few days. I know, it seems like I'm over exaggerating, but It's the truth.
(not my picture)
Instead of sticking with easy, comprehendible math, we dove in to fractions and negatives and exponents and parenthesis upon parenthesis upon parenthesis. I was so confused to the point where it would be humanly impossible to be any more confused than I was. During class I was simply copying down every mathematical thing that was either being written on the board in scratchy white chalk or spewed out of my professors mouth. In case you were wondering, every word that he was speaking was Spanish. Yes, you're correct, he doesn't speak any English, and neither does anyone that is is my class. Oh joy. A boy that it is my friend, however, decided to write a letter to my little host sister asking if he could come over to our house to help me study for the math exam that occurred on Thursday. With a yes from my host mother, he arrived at our house at 8:25pm and we started working out the problems step-by-step with my host sister translating. At the end of the study session, I had successfully regained the knowledge I had forgot about and understood 3 out of the 5 sections. Because it was so late and we both had to attend school today, we had to end it there. Even though I understood most of it, I still was lost on sections 4 and 5. I tried my best to self-learn them but as you might of well guessed, it didn't work out very well. I finished the test today, know that I didn't do well, even after all of the studying. But, I am not that upset about it for multiple reasons. Reason one being that most of the class did not understand either, resin two being that math has always been my worst subject in school, reason three being that I am trying to learn difficult math in a different language just by looking off examples on the board. Do you want to know what was really interesting? I will tell you even if you don't want to know. In America, most teachers make you use pencils, especially in math. They normally have you use this incase you make a mistake and they do not want you scatching it out.
Here in Spain, it is mandatory to use a pen on all tests and notes, even math! I was very nervous because I did not own white-out incase I wrote the incorrect answer. Another thing that baffled me is that we get to use a calculator for every test, we don't even have to show our work for some problems. In America, even if it is a small problem we are still forced to do the work or suffer the consequences of missing points. So that aspect of test taking, I like very much.
That concludes my blog post and brings us to today ( Saturday because Friday was not exciting) and now it is exactly 2:23 in the afternoon. I still have my cold. The doctors said it is allergies mixed with a common cold, so I am just taking medicine and waiting for it to go away.
Hopefully I won't be sick when I update again.
Till next time.
Grace 😜
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