BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP. I wake up to Hadley’s alarm every morning. I am in the top bunk of our bunk bed, hoping and praying that Hadley will wake up and turn off the alarm. She doesn’t! My mom walks in and turns it off for us. I get up at around 7:00 to 8:00 because school starts at 9:00. I brush my teeth, get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast. The usual, eggs and hot coco.
When we are done with breakfast, Hadley and I walk down the narrow passageways passed the barking dogs and the small hobbit door, though the plaza and to our school. When I get to school, Hadley and I go into separate classes. I speak only Spanish for the next five hours. I sit next to all of my friends Lorena, Elias, Jaoquin, and Victor.
At recess we have a schedule: on Mondays we play badminton, on Tuesday we play basketball, on Wednesdays, dodgeball and Thursdays, soccer. On Fridays it changes every week.
My favorite subject in class is math because the numbers are all the same in English and Spanish. But there are some differences such as division, which is done pretty much upside down and backwards. Or maybe we do it upside down and backwards.
At 2:00pm, the end of the school day, Hadley and I walk home from school. On Mondays and Wednesdays we go to Basketball practice and on Tuesdays and Thursdays I go to soccer practice. On Fridays I have soccer games and basketball games are kind of random, but they are usually on Thursdays or Fridays. Soccer is so popular here that when we have a basketball game, our team also has to play soccer.
Then it’s time for dinner. In Spain everybody eats dinner much later; some even eat around 10:00pm. My favorite place to go for dinner is “Ana Maria.” They have hamburgers, paella, salad and really nice workers. We will usually have dinner at home unless it is a special night. Sometimes for breakfast we go out to eat churros and chocolate. Churros are basically sticks of fried dough that you dip into hot chocolate and they are really good!
My day is very different than in Seattle. I really miss my days in Seattle but it’s also really fun here in Spain.
5 thoughts on “A Day in the Life of Davis”
Great post, Davis. I have been meaning to comment every new post but been too busy working and biking and occasionally shoveling. Uncle Bill and I CAN’T WAIT to be with you – we leave here 4 weeks from tomorrow. Yippee! Love to see all the photos and hear about all your adventures. Can’t wait to see you all in person and see how TALL everyone is. Loads of love Aunt Joanie and Uncle Bill.
I LOVE these posts from the Brewkids. Keep them up! You are great writers and it’s so cool to hear about the experience from your perspective. I admire your courage going to school in a brand new language and culture! I wasn’t brave enough to do that at your age. I did it eventually, though, and it made me a much better person – and a better Spanish speaker. 🙂 Thanks for sharing your experience with us!
Huh – looks like my name isn’t showing up on my comment. Last time I couldn’t even get my comment to post so I guess at least I’m moving in the right direction. This comment was from Kelly (Fox) Violette.
Somehow I can’t leave comments any longer with out my password! This is GREAT dear Davis – four weeks from today I will be there – BIG HUGS and LOTS of LOVE to YOU from your Mumzer
Wonderful post Davis! We miss the Brew Crew!