Okay, I only counted thirty-nine, feel kinda jipped!
After a very rough plan ride/airport experience/customs troubles/missing baggage, my luggage and I finally got here--not at the same time, of course, because that's just too easy!
And I love it. I'm pretty sure I'm moving here when I marry into money!
My host family are the nicest people on the planet. They both teach at Kill o' the Grange(Annabelle is with Mr. Malseed.) so they are quite a good resource for asking about schools. I am also their tenth exchange student so they are quite versed on normal procedures and don't mind me asking one zillion questions whenever they are around.
I started school Monday at Scoil Mhuire (prounounced "skull wiruh",) a Catholic primary school in a disadvantaged neighborhood just around the corner. I feel very out of place, being secondary education and definitely not Catholic, but I am doing the best I can. I am the first American exchange student that the school has hosted so the teachers and I have decided that I will design a few units based on something distinctly American and I will go around to the upper classes and teach it. I am also going to teach a bit of Spanish and music to my kids.
I very much like their school system. The students start language learning in early primary school and one teacher teaches all subjects, even art, music, physical education, etc. They don't appear to get as in-depth as one might expect with the arts, but it makes for a more interesting and lively school day. Students also begin at age four but have a shorter school day overall.
Anyway, the batteries in my camera have died so pictures will have to wait til I get new batteries.
Word of the day - "pants" (means "underwear", "trousers" means "pants." Very costly mistake.)
til next week -
Cheyenne