I am a slacker.
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Viña del Mar,
Chile
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Last month in my nursery school (as previously mentioned) I am teaching dance to the kids. We just finished a ballet unit which really consisted of us listening to the Nutcracker and leaping and pirouetting around the room with no rhyme or reason. We have learned a few of the positions (and ´we´ means myself included) and we even did a little combination that was adorable. Nobody did it together (again myself included) but they all looked so precious
agustina ...
. The highlight of the class for them isn´t even the dancing part. The girls get the most excited when they get to put on their ballet shoes. Although when this happens and I try to coerce the boys into wearing black ballet shoes, most of the them shoot me evil eyes and pout profusely. I even got into an argument with one very sharp little 4 year old named Nico who was very matter-of-fact complete with hands on hips when he told me that boys don´t do ballet because ¨we´re caballeros.¨ I almost died laughing. This week we started Afro-Brasilian dance (another genre that I happen to know nothing about) because we are learning about Africa in the science room. Luckily, I have a friend in Santiago that can shake it like a polaroid picture so she taught me some moves when I went to go visit this weekend. So far, we´ve learned a couple moves but mostly we´ve done a lot of jumping and shaking our hair...
Other strange events that have been happening in my life... Well I put and ad in the local paper to for English classes and I got a lot of responses. First I had to sift through the ones that wanted to ¨ Come and meet the gringa! Make a move for only $10 an hour! ¨ and after I found a group of serious students. I even was solicited to write a love letter (of almost entirely my own words) for a girl in North Carolina from a Chilean guy that met her this summer
agustina with her new glasses!
. He´s madly in love and willing to pay me $10 per letter so, hey, what have I got to lose? I saved the draft of the first one... maybe it will go in my scrapbook. It´s probably the most ridiculously cheesy thing I´ve ever written.I also survived an earthquake. I´ve lived in California for 7 years and still haven´t felt so much as a tremor. Well all that changed last month when I thought the walls of my little beach cabaña shook about as fast as Shakira´s hips. I jumped out of bed and screamed ¨OH SHIT!¨ tried to beeline to the nearest exit while my roomate did his best to calm me down. ¨It´s normal, calm down, calm down¨ was all I could hear above the roaring noise of glass shaking. Yeah, turns out, I panic in earthquakes. (Note to Heather- so don´t count on me to be calm in that situation, I´ll be screaming right there with you :)
That´s all the time I have for now. Hopefully I´ll drop another update before the month´s up. Love to all.
