Week One

I survived my first week in Mexico! It has been a crazy week for sure, but it has also been a good week.

The kids I teach are 100% certifiably crazy. I'm not even making that up. They are some of the cutest kids I have ever seen in my life, but they also make me want to scream and pull my hair out every second of every minute I teach them. Some of the children are complete devils. But the devils are also the ones that tend to be the cutest, so I love them anyway.

I teach six classes each day that last for about 25 minutes each. The first three classes are the younger kids who are between three and seven years old. The younger kids are the hardest to teach because they have no attention span and they also speak and understand very little English. So the lessons with them usually consist of them running around and us teachers trying to calm them down and make them stop speaking Spanish. The last three classes are the kids that are between seven and ten. They have so much sass and so much personality and they love to bug their teachers. They know a lot more English though so it is easier to keep them under control.

We aren't supposed to have favorites as teachers, but I totally have my favorites. There is this little boy named Daniel and he looks like a fluffy little penguin and he always has the grumpiest look on his face, even though he is a total sweetheart. I want to take him home with me. Abi is so quiet and soft spoken, but she will always just come up to me and tap me on the arm and then just gives me a huge hug. She melts my heart and I just love her to death. I really love all of the kids so much, but I just love those two the most at this moment.

I am so sad because I haven't been able to teach my classes for the last two days because I have absolutely no voice. I tried to talk and all that comes out is either a high pitched noise or some nasty deep sound. I can't raise my voice past barely more than a whisper. So I have absolutely no way of keeping the crazy children under control. I really hope that I wake up tomorrow and can talk again because I hate not being able to do what I came here for.