The waiting really is the hardest part.
Right now, I'm waiting for word on whether or not I will be teaching in Abu Dhabi next year. My husband and kids are excited about the prospect, but I'm feeling so pressured and apprehensive because if I DON'T get it, then I'll be the one to blame.
I know it will be a great deal of work to move out there, but it will be worth it in the end. Not only will we be saving money, but there are so many things we will be able to see and do as a result. Jon will finish his degree (in what yet he doesn't quite know), I'm hoping to get my Ph.D in Forensic Linguistics so that I will have another career after teaching, and we will be able to travel more than we ever thought possible. I'm so grateful that Jon supports and encourages me on crazy things like this. It'll be hard to tell everyone we're leaving, but hopefully they will understand the motivation.
My interview day was interesting. I woke up at 2:45 am, got ready to go, was at the airport by 4 am, and on a plane to New York City shortly thereafter. After waiting impatiently for my shuttle, I made it into the very foggy city (Manhattan, to be exact). The hotel was one of those "boutique" hotels where they charge far too much for a tiny room and minimal amenities. But the location was terrific, so I suppose it's worth it to stay right in the center of Manhattan!
After getting into the main room with the other recruits, we cooled our heels for a couple of hours, since the morning interviews ran long. Ariane from TeachAway was there to process our paperwork, and I was so glad that we had made those last minute runs to Kinko's! All I was missing was my passport and authenticated documents, both of which I'm waiting to spend money on if I get the job.
Finally our interviewers came out and gave us a short briefing on the basics of the job, which many of us were already familiar with from all of our research!
When I was called in for my interview with two very nice and professional women, I was asked about differentiation, motives for wanting to go to Abu Dhabi, and presented with a scenario in which a disgruntled parent wanted to know why her student had not gotten good grades the trimester prior. I answered all the questions to the best of my ability, and felt pretty good afterwards.
And then, the waiting began...
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