Cutest part of my day: After school it was time to tutor Mr. Nacho. The first few days he was totally freaked out of me and wanted nothing to do with me. He cried once. Tried to hide under the bed once. And just generally didn't say a single word to me. But after that epic day where he tried to baracade me in the kitchen by moving a table in front of the door and piling every single stuffed animal he had (and he as A TON) and I took it as a challenge to teach him the animal vocabulary while silmultaneously pretending to drown in animals and drawing animals with little word bubbles... well... he began to see I wasn't all bad.
In fact, after that day, he actually started to look forward to me coming over! We throw animals around. Paint with glitter glue. Make pop up houses. Dance. Sing. Get crazy. The things I do with myself, actually, but with a 6 year old there as a playmate. ;)
God, I'm awesome.
Anyway, during our "tutoring session" (bahaha - I laugh, but this kid is getting really good at English from just hanging out with me for two hours a week. We only play in English and he knows the rule very well. I never make him feel dumb or make it seem tricky - if he doesn't know a word and I can tell, I whisper it to him like it's part of the game and he gets really excited to learn it. He's pretty awesome, himself!) we decided to play with a fake guitar and mic and make up songs in English. Yeah, this kid was just singing to himself about whatever he felt like and it was ALL IN ENGLISH. Like, whoa. I don't think I could make up a song on the spot in Spanish... o_O I was impressed. :)
After hour hour was over (I admit, I'm always a little sad to leave), his mom walked me out. She started to tell me how the other day he'd asked if I could come over to play that day as they were getting ready to leave school. "Well, no... Chelsea is busy. She only comes Tuesdays and Thursdays, remember?" "But Moooooom, I want her to come over to play EVERYday!" ^_^ Adorable! Then she told me how she had been telling her friend about me - "The English Conversation Professor from the USA" and Mr. Nacho heard her and said, "No, Mom; Chelsea's not my teacher, she's my FRIEND." SO. CUTE!!!!!!
And yes, that was the big moment of my day!!! ^_^ YAY!!!
After that I journeyed into Madrid and took my tutoring money from the week and bought my cream colored Fuzzy Blanket of Happiness and Warmth (OMG YAY) and then journeyed up the street my usual slice of pizza. Today the guy actually remembered my order (woot) and started asking me about myself. We got on the subject of tattoos and he showed me how his whole body was tatted up (omg) and said if I ever wanted a cheap one that his buddy works at one of the good shops in Madrid (tattoo hook up #2 - amazing). ^_^ Yay!
Before long it was Tango time and, as per usual, I had a great time. After class I asked the teacher when I would be able to move to the intermediate level (let's be real, even though it's only been a few weeks, I just can't deal with these guys who can't even do the basic. it's too awkward and I'm wasting my time/money being their guinea pig. Dance is one of those things where I'm willing to be selfish and say, "Hey! This is MY time and you are slowing me down, buster!"
The teacher responded that I would be welcome to come for two or three classes a week, like my favorite partner does, and join an intermediate class, too. If tuition wouldn't double and if it wouldn't be during when I have private lessons, I would have jumped at the chance. But I would only be able to make it 8pm on Sundays and 9 pm on Tuesdays and that wouldn't be worth it. So, I'll think about it for maybe January or something? We'll see. :)
XOXO
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