Ermergerd first day of school.
How strange.
I am the foreign exchange student. Me. Me? Yes, me.
This confusing experience is for other people, not me.
I keep telling myself this but then this morning I found myself sitting in a big classroom trying to understand the speaker and listening intently for my name (which is apparently not Morgan, it is Morgam-Beth).
I didn't understand anything the teacher said, which was very frustrating I assure you. She talked to me directly once about two classes of mine but I had to consult Olivia to figure out that she was saying that there was a problem.
Well. That's over, no?
Sooooooooo, nobody really understood that Olivia and I are from America.
That's always awkward.
I felt like everyone just thought we were incredibly un-informed and confused.
Today we were aliens.
After school, however, two girls from our first class came up to talk to us. They spoke very quickly and their "slow" way of speaking is also very fast but I think we could all become good friends quickly. They were so cute! They wear blazers just like Ermil.
They were also utterly shocked that we are from Los Estados Unidos.
I don't think that these people are used to foreign exchange students.
At all.
After school, Lupe and I went out for coffee with Olivia and her mom and sister. Olivia's host mom is so cute and excited and borderline hippie. I love her almost as much as Lupe!
Lupe and I had a lot of time to bond this morning and it is starting to get a lot easier to understand her and one of her sisters as well.
However.......meeting new people is still very difficult and I feel super annoying when I have to continually say "¿Repita?" "¿Repita mas despacio por favor?".
My head is buzzing with random Spanish phrases even though I have no idea what they mean. I kind of like it.
The differences continue. Every little detail is just so unfamiliar.
I don't understand my school schedule at all and I'm definitely going to get lost multiple times tomorrow. Tomorrow is not only a full day, it is also two additional hours after lunch. Ugh. This only happens on Tuesdays and my first real day of school happens to be a Tuesday.
Lucky.
Even the materials are very strange.......I do not understand them. The pencils are so weird that I kind of want somebody to ship me a big pack of mechanical pencils. They are thin and they don't have erasers, but apparently this kind is the most popular.
Also, they don't use lined paper. It's graph paper with tiny little blue squares. Notebooks and folders are nonexistent. How am I supposed to write neatly on graph paper?..........
Well...my handwriting is an explosion anyways.
In other news, American boys are still finding away to pull my heartstrings in the wrong direction, even with zero contact. Congratulations, jerk, you get another unpositve song about you.
I still cannot wrap my head around the fact that I am in Spain.
Still feeling very grateful for such a sweet, patient family.
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