Day 5: Less is More

My day started off with a lesson in comparative education (yes, everyone, I am actually working and learning something). After spending yesterday morning at a private school, observing a classroom of 10 students, I went to a public school and observed a classroom of 40 students. To discuss the inequities would be a waste of space, as I'm sure you can imagine the differences. I did feel that the public schools did the best with what they had. Two things in particular have made an impression on me. First, the level of instruction is at least as high as what is expected in the United States. I observed third and fifth grades in depth, two grade levels with which I am very familiar with the Texas standards, and I felt that the Mexican curriculum that I observed (geography and social studies in one, language arts in the other) was not only at the same level, but the discussions that I heard involved a certain amount of critical thinking that is not always asked of American students. The second thing was that the lack of modernization and technology did not bother me. There were no computers or Smartboards, no centers (with 40 desks there isn't room), no air conditioning. There are desks, which are not always in good shape, shelves for books and supplies, and a teacher's desk. And while the other things would be nice, the children were clearly learning. So as I continue to learn about the school system, I have a lot to analyze and understand.

The rest of the day was really nice, because it involved learning more about what I have already been exploring. For language class we explored a market, trying new foods and wanting to try many more. After a nice lunch, the rest of the day consisted of a meeting at school about assignments, schedules, and whatever else we had to discuss, followed by drinks and dessert in the plaza, a trolley tour of the city, a dance in the middle of a park (watching, not participating), and a nice walk home.

Home. Today I feel at home. I know the city- I can get around (with a little help from Vivina) and I know the basic history and landmarks. I am getting very comfortable with my host family, especially today with the oldest daughter around. I am relaxing with my Spanish, speaking more while at the same time not worried about losing my rhythm when my classmates switch to English. I love being on Mexican time, and don't miss my crazy schedule or my Blackberry. I don't feel like a gringa, or a tourist, just feel like myself. But a calmer, quieter version of myself, one I haven't seen in a long time. I hope I can find this kind of peace in my life after I leave Queretaro.

I only took a few photos today, but I will leave you with one from my trolley tour, mainly to prove that I am actually in Mexico, and I am not just posting random photos that I found somewhere else :)