School? What School?

7/18/18

Being in this beautiful city, I almost forgot why we came here in the first place. I got carried away with the sites, the food and the beautiful m…

Ok, it’s time for some serious work…to get D registered for school.

The thing about Spanish schools is that it’s complicated.  You’ve got the international private schools, the Spanish private schools, the Spanish semi-private schools, and finally, the public schools.  We decided that an international school might not be a great fit for D.  From previous experience, international schools usually teach in the school’s main language (English, Swedish, German, etc.), and then teach you an hour’s worth, or less, of the local language.  The idea for us is to be totally immersed in Spanish.  This means either a private Spanish school with a little English or full on public school.  Since it was difficult for D to get into a Spanish private school, as she has zero Spanish language, public school is the only option at this time.  Unlike the States, public schools here are not quartered within your living boundaries. You can live in neighborhood A and be assigned to a school in neighborhood G.  We have registered her at a bilingual French/Spanish public school. Students can choose to study in both languages or just one. It’s the luck of the draw.  D has chosen Spanish for now. We should know by early September if she makes it in or not.

Too much work gives me a headache.  Well, maybe it’s the heat.  It’s 9:30 pm and it’s time to go to the beach…