Friday, 29 April 2016

#8 Dropping into an Argentine State School



My two placements here in Argentina have been in private English institutes and in my final week in Villa María I went to a local secondary state school which teaches ‘technical’ subjects: Electronics, Electricity, Mechanics – subjects I know nothing about!  I joined my supervisor/host Mum to drop in on her regular English lessons and show my face and native language to the lads!

Tuesday morning and we walked into the large, white-wash building with tall ceilings and thick brick walls that kept any little heat from the sun firmly outside!  I walked into the classroom to be met by 24, 18 year old guys sitting slouched around the walls of the classroom, Spanish echoing round the bare room. 

Short, foreign and female - I felt distinctly out of place here! I was pretty intimidated and nervous to say the least! 

Anyhow, 80 minutes later and despite the wide range of levels of English - from nothing to intermediate - we had successfully learnt a lot about each other and were leaving with smiles on our faces. 

Jokes and laughter from unexpected answers, such as that I enjoy fernet and Coke; hurriedly whispered translations to friends who hadn’t understood; moments of absolute silence where all eyes, even from the less-interested ones at the back, were focused on my every word; and the amusement of this English girl reeling off phrases of Castellaño in the final few minutes made the lesson, the first of several, pretty special and amusing for all!


For many of the students it was their first time meeting a European, even foreigner.   I heard that several of the guys had promised my supervisor that they would study harder or were really keen to attend a private institute! What a brilliant surprise - though whether this follows through I will never know! 

The great thing was that I had influenced them in some way, something which can be very hard to realise when you’re on the inside.

Whilst the classrooms in the school were...err...less than spectacular, the workshops were adorned with electrical technology and equipment that I wouldn’t even know where to begin with! 

Four sparkling new cars sat around waiting to be played with and an old banger sat as an empty metal shell soon to be revamped with the latest engine and wiring.  What a playground; isn’t school great!




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