If you’ve been following my posts/blogs at all, you’ll know that last year I moved to the small mountainous town of Olvera, Spain to teach English in the local high school, Zaframagon. I spent 8 months getting to know the students, teachers, language, customs, foods, and country. I cried a river when it was time to leave. This is my post on my grand finale of teaching English abroad.
The End of the School Year
Leaving Zaframagon and Olvera was really hard for me. I definitely didn’t take that change well. I was so happy the 8 months I was there that it was a big hit. My beautiful students were so wonderful and made me cards, pictures, told me amazingly wonderful things (in English, of course!), and wrote me cute messages on the chalk boards. Unfortunately, I had to leave before the end of the school year was over, so I missed the last 8 weeks of school.
As I was getting ready to leave the school for the year, the students and teachers were gearing up for the grand year-end finale: a musical compilation of English, French, and Spanish songs from the 1960s. Oh how I wish I could have been there to see this! Luckily, my bilingual coordinator sent me a link to the performances from my students:
Unforgettable year-end finale – these kids are incredible!
My Amazing Students
The video in that link hits home for me because I spent 8 months watching the language skills of these incredible kids grow and forming lasting friendships with them. But putting myself in another person’s shoes, I still think they do a wonderful job singing in two foreign languages in front of an audience! I couldn’t help but share this with my cyber friends.
Click the link above to check out the video of my wonderful Andalusian students singing Be My Baby, These Boots Are Made For Walking, I Want To Hold Your Hand, Satisfaction, and Black is Black in English and let me know what you think!
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P.S. You might also like How I Decided to Move to Spain and Memories On My Last Day As An Auxiliar
What a way to end the year! I didn’t really feel like a part of my last school (it was a pretty big school, and the teachers just seemed clique-y), but I love reading about experiences like this. Excited to continue to read about your journey!