This week was my first week at the Dreieichschule (Three Acorns School - how sweet is that?) and I think that it went really well. My mentor is brilliant. With a white beard and a face that goes red when he laughs, he's the type of man that puts me in mind of Father Christmas. He's so jolly and kind and couldn't have done more for me. He even arranged and sorted out a bank account for me. So I now have an account, which, as it turns out, was easy. Putting money into it was not. I went back on my own to try and cash in my Travellor's Cheques. Big mistake. I even looked up what I wanted to say and they still had no idea what I wanted to do, telling me I should wait until I was abroad to cash them in, because that's what they're for. I told them I already was. They were confused. Somehow though, I have money so all is good. Big tip: go with a native speaker. And a dictionary. Never forget a dictionary. Mine is permanently handcuffed to me.
At school, I am officially a foreign language assistant. So I sit in on classes, do English readings (in a lovely Yorkshire accent I might add) and take group work doing speaking exercises. I help several teachers with the year 5s, 6s, 9s and 13s, which is a good range. The 5s are really sweet, but it's hard as they don't have much English and, at age 9, their German is way better than mine. The 9s are awesome. Their English isn't perfect so I still have a job, but they know more than I thought, which is a nice surprise. The 13s are virtually native speakers themselves. At the moment they're reading 2 books, neither of which I've heard of so I can't really help just yet while they finish this module, so I'm effectively one of them for a few hours a week, which is cool. They're really friendly and I like literature. Sorted.
The only real downer is that schools here start at 7:45. I wouldn't mind but both my 7:45 starts are Thursday and Friday... Awesome.