First Day of Teaching!

After signing a load of Spanish documents and contracts that I didn't understand, I'm now officially and legally allowed to work in Spain. Next I can stop freaking out and thinking cars are driving themselves when they approach me from the wrong side. Bit of an issue because for some reason I was down as "British Elizabeth" which sounds like the Queen's porn star name.

Not a single smile from anyone. Welcome to Spain!

Today was my first day of teaching. Though I applied for work through one academy, and thought that was where I'd stay, I actually work all around the city for two companies. During the day I worked with a small group of ten-year-olds in a school that is ACTUALLY RUN BY NUNS. The class was really well behaved. I started with my name. Basically it's a game where I write information about myself 

Then, there were the seven year olds. Oh God, the seven year olds. At first, they were all very cute and energetic and I was like "Yes! I got what I wished.Then I realised that actually 

So, yeah, today I was able to see bad classes at the polar end of the scale. Lucky me.

The first class was teenagers, therefore, not a lot of talking, slouching and not appearing from out of the knitted hat.

Basically, I felt like this guy:

Everyone wants to be that cool, chill teacher until you just think "Oh, fuck it, children" 

I don't really expect seven-year-olds.

I found a fast food place called Pizza King as I was roaming the streets for comfort food to stuff my face with. You can be I thought