Weather forecast

Toulouse sits in a basin with little to no wind, and at 36° celsius (96.8° fahrenheit) today, I don't think it's comparable to 96.8° on a beach in California!

I'm going to call the headmistress of this school I mentioned, and I am sweating bullets.

Bad news on the job front

I didn't get the job at the language institute, but at least they gave me feedback as to why they turned me down. The director said I needed some sort of training in education, such as the Teaching English as a Foreign Language or some other license for teaching adults. The funny thing was that she also said she might be able to hire me in September, independently of the additional training. So I question slightly how important the training is, as opposed to how much they actually have need of me. Perhaps like the other language institute, which went so far as to train me, they stockpile cv's for a rainy day. In other words if they don't have enough teachers one day, I might hear from them just so they don't have to refuse students.

Oh well.

There is a part of me that feels maybe I should stick to what I know. Maybe I should learn French to the degree I need to so that I can go back to work in an industry that better suits my experience.

There is still the other teaching position I've been recommended for, but now I'm not so sure I should bother. It involves teaching five-year-olds. I don't know a thing about how to teach English to a five year old. If they ask about experience, I can only stutter along in my bad French that I volunteered to tutor eight year olds for a season, nine years ago. Should I call the school anyway, and potentially make my friend look silly for recommending me? I think not. I'll let her know my doubts and see what she says.

When it rains, it pours

Yesterday I received word from one of the many language institutes I applied to, asking for an interview. It's tomorrow morning. I am hoping the interview will be in English. What if it's not? Eeek! I should memorize some key phrases in French so I don't sound like a total idiot.

Oddly enough, just this morning I heard of another potential job. A friend who works 7 hours a week as an English teacher in primary school told me she is taking a very long holiday (did she actually say 7 months?) and wants to put me forward as her replacement. If all goes well at the interview, it would start in September.

Is God trying to tell me that the waiting time is over, and I'm now ready to go back to work? I don't know, but I will soon find about.