Thursday, March 12, 2020

Basic Spanish for Homeschoolers -- huh? Here?? What ...?

So maybe you landed here from my Basic Spanish for Homeschoolers dot com URL.

If, so, Welcome.

And yeah, it seems random, but it's not really.

This is the (temporary?) forwarding home for my URL, which I really, really like, but just have had absolutely no spare time to cultivate. Sigh. So at least, let it land here for the meantime.

It's a long, weird story, but as an artist I've had to do plenty of  "side jobs" to help pay the bills, and one of my favorites was when I taught at a homeschool supplementary program. There I taught art and Spanish to elementary school aged kids (did that for 9 1/2 years!!)

Oy -- but I was the grumpiest teacher when I started! It's embarrassing. The depth of my insecurity was almost overwhelming. I look back at our yearbooks and wonder "oh my gosh, what was wrong with me!?" when I see my unsmiling face. For the first few years I didn't try to pose for pictures when it was time for the "spur of the moment/lets take pics for the yearbook" kinds of things. I wanted to hide. It was the kids who should be in the pictures. What a downer I was! If you were ever in any of my classes way back then, I apologize. And thank you for your patience with me.

For the first few years I challenged my students. I was teaching them high school-level stuff (that honestly is really not, if you start the kids learning a second language early.)  I always set the bar for the highest capacity, and for the slower kids I cut slack. It wasn't until the final year we were there that I finally understood what I was doing and tried to help the kids have a really much better time and we played lots of games to learn Spanish. It was so great. That they had to close the program was as horrifically disappointing to me as when the comics companies I had worked for closed. sigh.

I can honestly say that my time there was to overcome my extreme fear of being unworthy of helping/caring for/teaching kids. Being there and learning new things about and brushing up on Art and Spanish to help teach them, taught me just as much or more. All of those things I learned I've been able to apply forward to all my drawing and story-writing I do now. I love you, kids, for helping to do that.

I'm grateful to you, BFA kids. You know who you are. Love and prayers for you, --Mrs. E.


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