iBasta!

iBasta!

Enough! 

It was bad enough this weekend that I peeled 2 fingers, as well as my potatoes, and then cut a finger last night while chopping carrots, after being told by a lady at the Correos that my envelopes were too small after I´d been sending them for 2 months. No rest for the wicked. Yesterday, just before my class began, a woman I had never met before introduced herself as the head of the languages dept. She proceeded to tell me, in a friendly way, that I needed to cover-up more when working with younger secondary school pupils as I'm "exotic" enough being foreign, and they may "fantasize" about me. Secondly, that it is not acceptable to sit in the (massive) corridor when working with a group of 3 students right outside the classroom on an assigned actvity, as people's bags are kept there.  

1) I do not dress like a vertical fitness practitioner, my skirts are knee length minimum, I usually wear a big scarf and my primary school has no complaints. I do not like to be made to feel like an exotic 'native' to be gawped at; just because I do not wear skinny jeans and jumpers like the majority of the Spanish population here does not mean I dress inappropriately. I do not deserve to be made to feel self-conscious or to change my image. Some may call it superficial (or stubborn), but my image is mine and it's important to me, I'm not changing it. 

2) What does she think is going to happen? One of the kids is going to walk up and steal a bag while we're practising the first and zero conditions by an open classroom? 

Thanks for the belated welcome.