Before I started teaching English as a second language, I worked in different jobs, such as customer service and office administration. I spent most of my life in and out of work because I would only last a few months. I would either get bored or found some of my colleagues that insufferable; I had to get out of there before I did something that I would regret, which was pointless because I did it anyway. I didn’t give a damn what other people thought of me (still the case now, but I’m probably more mature about it). I was fed up of doing this all the time, so I broke the cycle by going back to college to do my A-Levels. I passed all my A-Levels and moved to the big city and be as far away as possible from the small town I grew up in. It was a huge culture shock, but I adapted quickly.
I spent four years in this big city, and they were the happiest years of my life. I didn’t get a job lined up before graduating so I had to move back to the small town that I hoped I would never see again. I did nothing but pine for the big city and did everything I could to move back there. I got what I wanted, but I had no idea that something big in store was waiting for me, and it wasn’t good. I went back into the cycle I was in where I was in and out of work. I had three jobs in the space of a year. The final job broke me. I had a mental breakdown and was out of work for at least a year. I did nothing with my life, and I didn’t know how or if I was ever going to break out of the cycle I had gone back into. I did.
I entertained the idea of teaching English as a second language before because I knew people who were in the profession, and I had a bit of experience because I used to do language exchanges online and I really enjoyed it. It was inspiring. I never took the chance because I either couldn’t afford it, or I was working full time and wouldn’t have the time, and I also had negative tell me I wouldn’t be a good English teacher. I had both the time and money to pursue this opportunity so I lit a fire under my ass, create some kind of plan and do as much research as I can. It took me hours, days, weeks even to decide what type of teaching course I was going to do because I wanted to do this right. I decided to do either the CELTA or the Trinity CertTESOL. Those two courses are widely and internationally recognised teaching qualifications. I thought I would get more out of it than do a cheap online TEFL course (controversial topic here, but that’s something we can talk about another time).
I opted to do the Trinity CertTESOL because none of the CELTA courses in my area was part-time and I wasn’t sure if I could handle doing a four-week intensive course because I was still in a fragile state. My course lasted around three months. It was a fantastic course. My tutors were friendly and supportive, my course mates were great, and I had six hours of teaching experience where I taught a classroom of adult immigrants. I made the right decision.
I finished the course in December 2019 and now I’m starting my career as an ESL teacher. I’m currently teaching online, but I hope to be in full time work very soon (once that pesky coronavirus goes away).
I decided to create this blog for a number of reasons: To help me learn (it may take a few tries with some situations) and grow as an ESL teacher, share my experiences with aspiring teachers and to bond with current and former teachers who may have experienced similar stories and want some humour.
DISCLAIMER: My blog will be honest, open and contain language some readers may find offensive. All views and opinions expressed are my own, and mine alone. There is no malicious intent towards any religion, ethnic group, club, company, organisation, country or individual.
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