Posted by: Pepe de Murcia | November 23, 2008

Stužková


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Hoy en día (153)

Orilla del Oravica, Montañas Eslovacas

A pesar de que todavía quedan 6 meses para que hagan el examen, mis alumnos eslovacos ya han celebrado su madurez. La Stuzka es ese lacito verde que les pusieron a todos en el pecho, y la Stuzková es la fiesta de 12 horas que organizaron para celebrarlo.

Y allí nos plantamos los 5 españoles (tras perdernos por el pueblo donde se hacía la fiesta, en medio de una tormenta de nieve). Discursos de los profesores, de los alumnos (con su parte en español para pedirnos que no suspendiéramos a nadie), baile con los padres, baile con los profesores, cena, espectáculos varios hechos por los chavales… Para que os hagáis una idea, cené dos veces, bailé con todas mis alumnas, las novias de mis alumnos y la secretaria del director, el profesor de gimnasia nos rellenó la copa 10 veces, los alumnos nos llevaron a otra habitación para obligarnos a beber vodka de un trago sin que nos vieran sus padres, y un taxista muy simpático nos devolvió a casa en medio de un paisaje blanco, blanco, blanco.

El episodio más emotivo de la noche, aparte de ver a los padres llorando, fue la famosa copa. Todos beben, el director rompe la copa, y cada uno se queda con un trozo de recuerdo.

Me gustó, me lo pasé bien, los chavales se lo pasaron bien, y el lunes seguimos con la cuenta atrás, 6 meses menos 2 días.

Nowadays (153)

Oravica Riverside, Slovakian Mountains

Despite the 6 months remaining before they take the exam, my Slovak students already celebrated their maturity. Stuzka is that little green ribbon they all got on the chest, and Stuzková is the 12-hours-long party they organized to celebrate it.

And there we showed up the 5 Spaniards (after getting lost at the town where the party was taking place, during a snow storm). Speeches from teachers, from students (with a part in Spanish to ask us not to fail anyone), dancing with parents, dancing with teachers, dinner, various shows presented by the kids… so that you make yourselves an idea, I had dinner twice, danced with all my female students, my male students’ girlfriends and the principal’s secretary, the sports teacher refilled our glasses 10 times, students took us to another room to drink vodka shots without being seen by their parents, and a nice taxi driver took us back home surrounded by a white, white, white landscape.

The most moving episode of the evening, apart from parents crying, was the famous glass. They all drink, the principal breaks the glass, and each one gets a piece of it as a memory.

I liked it, I had a great time, kids had a great time, and Monday we keep on counting down, 6 months minus 2 days.

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