Friday, December 21, 2012
I'll keep this blog short.
Tomorrow is my last day in Russia!
I consider myself lucky because I have my Rubles set aside to get my hair done, buy that Matrioshka (nesting doll) paired with Bear Vodka I'll be giving someone in my family for our secret santa celebrations on Christmas eve. My friend also gave me a spa certificate for my birthday which I need to use.
I am happy about these things. But am drowning in anxiety, sadness and a bit of anger tonight. I could cry I am so overwhelmed.
Today was my last day of teaching at my school. My contract was shortened to save a millionarie just a bit more money (that means they have unquestioned power in this country) and while many of my kids are too young to understand that Miss. Samantha is leaving forever it absolutely hurt to see a Mother cry today.
Oh god. I am unemployed again.
What is more? A job offer that I terribly want in Germany is hanging on tenderhooks. We are waiting for state approval of my teaching qualifications. We are being given the tenth degree because even though I have a very advanced degree and age relevant experience they aren't keen on my 'secondary' rather than 'primary' title.
This is driving me insane!!! I want an answer already. I have done so many interviews, a site visit and nothing has come of it! I have been looking for a better teaching contract for the last two months and now I am so close but at the mercy of an office that probably doesn't know the depth of my experience. How long must we wait anyway? Another two weeks?!
Why the hell are we debating my two year MA when the standard Kindergarten teacher in Germany only trains for a year?! (and not at university level) ARRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!!
What angers me more is that I wrote to the department head of my university to ask for official documentation that would support my current case----no response---what's worse is that this person knows me and knows that as a foreign student I paid a huge tution for my degree and this is the respect I get as an alluma?
Oh please, all I want for a Christmas is a 'ja.'