
I lived in Madrid from 1976 to 1998 and followed my adopted country from the early days following the death of Franco through Spain’s entrance in the European Union and beyond, and witnessed first hand a failed golpe de estado, which shook the country somewhat but did not rattle the constitutional foundation or the resolve of the Spanish people to maintain their fledgling democracy. I arrived in Madrid literally at the crack of dawn on a freezing morning in January with a suitcase, a guitar, and rather deplorable Spanish. I did not know a soul and I did not have a job, but within 24 hours I found myself gainfully employed as an EFL teacher in one of the many language academies that sprouted like mushrooms during the early years of the “English boom.” I considered myself extremely lucky to have found work immediately, especially since, on arrival at Barajas airport, a Gran Turismo taxi driver tried to convince me that there were no hotels open at 5 a.m., and why not join him at the airport discoteca for a spin on the dance floor?
My original intention was to “live in the country for a couple of years and learn the language really well.” Two years was not nearly enough to learn the language really well, at least not by my standards, but it was enough for me to fall in love with Spain, the people, the culture, and… the rest is history, as the saying goes. In the ensuing years, I began to do freelance work. I continued teaching in a variety of places, including the Ministerio del Aire (Spanish Air Force) and supervising the EFL program for blind students in the O.N.C.E. (Organización Nacional de Ciegos de España, and yes, I learned to read and write Braille!) Eventually I branched out into translation work and became a part time editor for EFL materials for a large publishing company called Santillana. My work there was quite varied: writing and editing textbook material, directing recordings and photo shoots, giving talks at national conferences of teachers of English. During my last three years in Spain I was a full time senior editor. The story of how and why I returned to the U.S. is complicated, so I will spare you the agony. I will say that I am still on “withdrawal,” however, and even after nearly a decade back in the U.S., I don’t think I could have acclimatized very well if it weren’t for my Mexican husband whom I met at a bilingual Toastmaster’s club in Dallas. Another thing that has helped (excuse the shameless plug): I am also secretary of La Casa de España en Dallas-Fort Worth, so if you are interested in our activities, here’s our web page: http://www.lacasadeespana.org.
For the last 5 years I have taught high school Spanish in Dallas at a private college prep school for girls. It was after my first semester of teaching there that I decided to pursue a master’s degree in Spanish. Since my original B.A. was in English (UT Austin), I began my career at UTA as a “degreed undergraduate” and took several upper level Spanish courses in addition to the GRE before being able to start grad school.
I am now almost at the half-way mark, with 15 hours completed in addition to a French translation course which was both fascinating and humbling. Due to a change in my school’s calendar, I can no longer take summer school courses, so I have begun this semester with 2 courses and hope to be able to continue that intense rhythm for this year and the next so that I can take my masters’ exams in the summer of 2009.
So that’s where I’ve been and where I am. I have thoroughly enjoyed all of the courses I have taken at UTA, both at an undergraduate and graduate level. My professors, as well as my classmates, have been a continued source of inspiration. One of the courses I am currently enrolled in, MODL 5307 - Theories in Second Language Acquisition, is a veritable United Nations of students from around the world. Whether local or international, I am ever impressed with the variety of backgrounds and experience of my fellow students, and I find the interaction and interchange of experiences immensely stimulating.
My plans for the future? Difficult to say. My life has been a real smörgåsbord of work and study experiences, and the door is always open to new experiences. Successful completion of my M.A. is my only goal right now, but I would like to think that it will enhance my current teaching as well as offer more possibilities for teaching at another level or… who knows? El mundo es un pañuelo, pero… cada día se extiende más el pañuelo.