Language School

The beginning!! This was it our first offical day at language school. It was a painful experience of trying to remember how rubbish school used to be, only with the added bonus of not wearing a polyester school jumper!

This is our little school, we are in a class with three other people and we have two teachers. Our teachers are Anna Rosa, a lovely little Mexican lady who always asks us about church, and Hugo (pronounced oo-go) who is an amazing teacher and we always have a laugh in class with him.

Our classmates are Edit, and Hyun Gi who are two Korean's people living in Mexico; and Josh, a guy from London who's mum was from Londonderry.

Our classes are from 9am to 2pm and are pretty intensive. We learn grammar for the first half (cue relearning what nouns, verbs, and adjectives arae again, plus about a squillian new words.) In the afternoon we have Hugo (oo-go remember) for conversation. We have to learn the alphabet, numbers, days of the week, colours, food etc. It is a lot of work and it is quite difficult for Julie, as she is Dyslexic. She is fantastic except the pressure of the continuous questions and reading we have to do. She is going to leave me in level zero for two more weeks, and she will study with a personal tutor to give her a boost, then rejoin level one with me. We did, and then didn't realise how important language is, especially as it is one of the main ways for us to share Christ with people, now we do. Please pray for us, especially Julie as we get stuck into our studies, and that we will both be able to jabber away very soon.

We also have found a nice little coffee shop down the street where we have break etc. We use this time to chat to Gary, who is at school with us (in level 2) and also catch up on the football results! (Spot us trying to translate the words we don't know!)