Barcelona has been amazing. So much more wonderful than when I came during break when I was student teaching in England. This time, I actually had people with me that wanted to do things other than meet other Americans and get drunk. When I stepped off the ship though, my mental image of what Semester at Sea is all about drastically changed in an instant. When I went previously, the first 7 countries I visited were 3rd world countries. The images of extreme poverty and lack of what we would consider basic needs, like shelter and clean water, forced the entire student body to experience the culture shock and really think about the things we take for granted living in America. Then once we got to the more industrialized ports, like Hong Kong and Osaka, Japan, we were able to experience that country looking through a different “lens” than the one we had before. Barcelona is a great city to visit and I have absolutely had such a great experience here; but, to me…this is not a Semester at Sea port. Or at least, it shouldn’t be the first stop. These past four days for many of the studenve been a “go out and meet other Americans so we can get drunk together” port. Luckily, I have THE BEST ROOMMATE EVER and we have the same ideas about traveling :)
June 27: Melissa and I went on a FDP (faculty directed practicum) - which is basically a field trip – with Ken (our professor) and a few other people. We went to an elementary school and high school in the middle of Barcelona and met with what we would call the superintendent and a whole bunch of teachers. Students ended school on June 23rd, so we did not get to actually meet students and observe classes. They gave us presentations on their school system and curriculum structure, they gave us tours, and showed us lessons and activities they created for their English language program. Catalan (not Spanish) is the language of instruction in Barcelona. Catalunya is the state Barcelona is in and the people here hold onto their heritage very strongly. A former king of Spain forbid Catalan to be spoken for somewhere close to 40 years… there’s a whole generation of people that never learned it. After the government changed, Catalan became the language of instruction in all of Catalonya’s public schools in order to maintain the language. Students usually learn Spanish and/or Catalan at home, then take Spanish as a second language class in school. English is the most common third language taught in many schools. Wow…we really have some catching up to do in the US.
Students go to school from 9AM – 1PM, then go home for siesta and come back to school from 3PM-5PM. Students attend school from 3yrs old (think about day care savings!) to 18yrs old… compulsory education is from 6yrs old to 16 yrs old. The last two years (from 16yrs-18yrs) students choose to attend vocational training or courses to prepare them for their intended major at university. The majority of schools in Spain are “mixed schools” which means they are run privately but receive public funding, kind of like charter schools, but parents do have to pay some money for their children to attend. Public schools do not cost anything. Only 1% of schools in Spain are completely private. The elementary school teachers were so happy to have us there they prepared breakfast for us, gave us CDs of the students singing songs, and even popped a bottle of champagne :) at 11AM. After the elementary school, we went to the high school. The high school math teacher was pretty incredible. She, along with the school's English teacher created a class for higher level students to take math class in English instead of Catalan. These two teachers have since created ALL the materials to support the program. They basically created 3 textbooks for each of the three levels of math they teach. They are in the process of trying to publish the book so more schools can use it; however, the publishers are telling them “there is no market for that”. Anyway, this math teacher is an extremely hard worker and is really excited to try new things in the classroom, so she and I exchanged emails and I hope to send her some of my students' projects to use with her students. She hopes to do the same for my students, too. How cool is that?
Wednesday, June 29: Got up early again. Got in a cab and had a great convo with our cab driver in Spanish…he was so excited that when we pulled up to another cab, he rolled down my window and yelled “Ella es de America y habla espanol!” Got to the train station and took a train to Montserrat, a geologically unique mountain range about an hour outside of Barcelona with an ancient monastery located atop one of the giant rock formations. According to legend, the monastery was built around a black Madonna statue by monks. We heard the line to go inside the monastery to see and touch the Madonna was ridiculously long…because of that and the fact that we were more interested in the mountains than the monastery, we opted to take the cable car up to the monastery to say we saw the outside and then further hike up to the highest point in the Montserrat mountain range. I’m so glad that Melissa and I have such similar interests :) Our friend, Shametrice came with, too. I think she overcame her fear of heights that day :) Came back, went to dinner with a big group and had paella and sangria again. Got some free champagne and shots to go into a bar where we stayed for 3 or 4 songs before we were completely exhausted and headed back to the ship. Spoke with my taxi cab driver the whole way back in Spanish :)
Thursday, June 30: Even though Melissa, Shametrice, Sarah, and I came back early last night, lots of people were out until 6am because there was some techno concert called Kaskade at a bar called Opium. Lots of drama going on with the undergrads…I was eating breakfast on the ship’s deck at 8:30 this morning and saw three girls walking back to the ship still dressed in their skin tight skirts and high heels looking like hell while being escorted by the DEAN. I would love to know that story…and if I find out more, I will certainly let you all know, too.
Today was a relaxed day. We went out around 11, did a little shopping, ate tapas, did some more shopping and strolling, then came back to the ship by 3:30. Laid out in the sun…fell asleep in the sun. Got really tan. Met everyone for dinner to discuss our adventures in Spain. Looked at pictures. Typed my blog. Now, its time for bed.
Love you guys!