City Kids

September 19, 2008 at 11:44 am 2 comments

I started work last week and am beginning to acclimate to the school system here in Madrid. One of the first things thats taking some getting used to is the fact that all the kids in my class are, of course, city kids. They live in apartments, not houses, and they know the metro better than the car. This presents a unique challenge, since much of the Spanish curriculum (and American curriculum, from what I can tell), features things that aren’t present in the kids everyday lives–farm animals, backyard insects, Dad doing home maintenece, Mom talking over the fence to the neighbors, golden retriever in the yard. While a lot of the overall themes are universally applicable, the content automatically distances it from these Madridleno kids.

I remember reading books about city kids when I was young–Harriet the Spy, Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, etc. I never really liked these books, and I think part of the problem was that the experience of a city childhood was foreign to me. Interestingly, the New Yorker currently has an article talking about children’s books in city settings–Paris, New York, and London. I’m looking forward to figuring out childhood in Madrid.

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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. anne  |  September 26, 2008 at 1:46 am

    Liz, darling, why did you taunt me today with a g-chat for two seconds and then abruptly sign off line? We’ll have to work on that. Miss you!

  • 2. brittneyjoyce  |  September 29, 2008 at 2:40 pm

    More, more, more! We want more posts! We want more posts! xoxo!

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