Arusha, Tanzania!

To make a long story (kinda) short: After my student teaching experience in Berlin, Germany I knew I wanted to go into international teaching. Per this decision I applied to many, many international schools and no schools in Virginia. A few months in my mother had become a bit pessimistic about the whole ordeal. (She asked me in early April if I had heard back from ANY school. Which I had btw. It just wasn’t one I felt like pursuing because they could only offer me a pre-k class. And if you know me well enough to know about my issues with kindergarten you understand why) Annnyway, soon after, about a week before my birthday, I received an email from the headmaster of St. Constantine’s International School in Tanzania. I ended up interviewing with the headmaster over skype two days later. I came downstairs from the interview and told my Mom, “I think he’s going to offer me a job!” (It was just a feeling I had) And sure enough the next day he did. I took two days to think about accepting the position, but really my mind was made up. I accepted a primary (elementary) position on the day of my 23 birthday on April 22. (That same day I totaled my car, but that’s a different story and not one I relish telling) I spent the following months collecting a whole bunch of stuff that I may (not) have been able to take over with me. And waited for August 22nd, which was when my flight left.