Class started at 10am on the dot, new piseron (blackboard) and chalk at the ready. Bit of a tricky one, we had Auntie Yolanda and her two nephews 8 and 12, the age difference really matters, 2 hours is a long time for an 8 year old to do anything.
But they can now introduce themselves, meet and greet and talk about their likes and dislikes… a good excuse for Ed to draw some waves on the BB and a chance to say “I like surfing. Do you like surfing?”
The trusty piseron nearly be-headed me as I sat with the students, a wee gust of wind and it was off. Yolanda’s super fast reflexes saved me… dangerous this teaching!
We share the lesson, so one hour each. Karla’s café has proven to be a good space for us to start out in. It also meant we could follow up our first lesson with steak and chips and a beer each for $100… not bad.
So we’ve made our first bit of income! Woohoo! Somos maestros ingles indeed!
Off for our weekly shop, then a well deserved dip in the old sea before planning Mondays class para ninos. And so it begins.