You may have applied the day applications opened on November 7th 2011 and gotten inscrita number 109. That means that after the renewals are placed, you are number 109 in line for your first choice region! Yuju!
You may have chosen Catalunya as your first choice region expecting to live here:
Around December your dreams of beach bumming it in Barça may have begun to crumble. Nobody was getting paid!
After months of waiting and reading facebook fights on the auxiliars page, in May you may have found out that the program was cut in Catalunya (along with Valencia, Castilla-La Mancha, Canary Islands, & Navarra).
You, along with thousands of other hopefuls, may have begun questioning the future of the program.
From another auxiliar:
I know someone is probably going to reply saying “calm down, the program’s not canceled!” but hearing about Catalunya, plus all the other regions, is making me pretty nervous. In the remote, but not totally impossible, chance that the program is cut, does anyone have a solid back up plan? Also, how do we even know that a placement means they won’t just cancel it later? I know I’m being paranoid, but I feel like there’s so little information!
On May 21st 2012 you may have received your placement…..
You then may have realized that you will have the modern conveniences of a big city, the airport close by, 1,500 potential guiri friends and €300 extra per month!
On June 29th you may have received your school placement within the comunidad de Madrid. You then may have googled your school and realized that it was an hour commute from the city center.
After wikipedia, the second search result reveals this gem:
El pueblo más alejado del mar, en todas direcciones. Y situado en el curso de la cañada real Galiana. Debido a su lejanía con la costa, los mequeros pueden comer carne en Semana Santa. Están amparados por una Bula Papal.
If you can’t read Spanish, to sum things up, this is the furthest from the sea you can possibly get in all of Spain. So far that during Easter the people of Meco are allowed to eat meat instead of seafood….wtf
Remember the € € €, Brittany!! Remember the travel opportunities!!
After almost a year of waiting you may have finally moved to Spain on September 18th 2012. You may have met auxiliars at the airport that you recognized from facebook. This may have seemed weird at the time, but it will become very, very normal.
They may have no idea what the F your name is, but dats coo
because you querer them and they do too 🙂
You may have a coworker that is a returner and self proclaimed control freak. This may not bother you at all because really who gives a shit….until…
she comes up with a Scooby Doo theme for Halloween naming herself, of course, as Daphne, the girl with glasses as Velma, and the two boys as Fred and Shaggy. What does that leave you with?
You guessed it!
You may have put your foot down this time, refused to degrade yourself by wearing a collar and calling yourself a bitch.
As an alternative they suggest you be a monster that the mystery gang tries to catch.
They may even make a picture on paint that you have to recreate and your coworker may even tell you to “try to look scary” before taking the picture. You may say okay, turn and give your biggest pageant smile.
But whatever. You go to your private class and you’re back to singing about being able to sing a rainbow. And life is good.
You may have read a post from a girl who says she hates the auxiliar program.
All in all you agree with her points about it being a huge, disorganized clusterfuck that could be made soooo much better with a lot more communication.
After reading through the
cat fights comments on her post you may be so tempted to do this:
But instead you may just close your facebook, walk out your front door, go for a run in retiro,
or for some tapas
and you realize that you are exactly where you want to be. And that makes you happy.