| adorable fourth graders |
| Manolo |
| my fourth grade class |
During
the school celebration of carnival, the best moment of the day comes during fourth
hour, when the entire school parades around the park for a crowd of parents and
random Cordobans. Before this event, I was
in my fourth grade class where one of my students, Dani, asked me to draw a mustache
on his face with eyeliner. He was
dressed as Zorro, and all the other kids were feverishly covering themselves
with face paint, so I agreed.
“Teacher,
teacher! Me pone un bigote!” (Put a moustache on me)
“All
right, Dani. Hold still.”
“Que?! TEACHER!
Put me a bigot!”
“No,
Dani. Just… no.” cue imminent death by laughter
Never a dull day here in Spain.
Never a dull day here in Spain.
| school congregates on the patio |
| punks, futbolistas, and Star Wars villians from 5th grade |
| sweet fifth grade girls |
| parade around the plaza |
Today
I’m headed off to Cádiz to celebrate Carnival on a
grander scale (by the way, if you have no idea what I’m talking about, click
here). I’m going with Emily and some of
her college friends and will be meeting up with 3/4 of my girlfriends from
Sevilla—Jess, Kels, and Kerry, because Keely will sadly not be traversing for
the festivities this time. This will be
my third trip to Cádiz since I moved here and will
involve very little sleep, as the bus I’m taking leaves Córdoba today at 5PM and picks us up again in Cádiz at 7AM.
However, sleepless nights are becoming a pretty regular phenomenon for
me here in Spain, so I’m going to suck it up for the experience. Feliz Carnival!
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