I am a busy man lately with work, lesson planning and scurrying from one school to another of my nine schools. Today it was 32 degrees and with the start of the rainy season allegedly beginning tomorrow it is really humid as well. The lobster red tint is returning to my skin and I am back to taking a daily cold shower when I come home. My work schedule, although relatively easy, is exceptionally hectic especially as I have to be Mr Genki for up to nine hours straight. But enough whining.
Thanks for the congratulations before. With the visa, it was getting to the stage where I was on the point of booking a ticket back to England. I was most surprised to discover that the Certificate of Eligibility I was waiting for the last month was about to be sent off the day I went to the office. Coincidence and good fortune or a sinister plot to get spite and get rid of me?
Let me also tell my English comrades that I believe England is a very great country. I just don`t want to live there at the moment. One thought that came to me is that one year doing something abroad is a like a gap year after which you go back to doing something “serious.” Two years becomes the start of a career. I`ve got this feeling that Fate`s assigned me to being a French teacher you know.
