Ok! If there’s one piece of advice I can give to any of you before you apply to teach at a public school in the UAE, it is this: it takes time. You will be waiting months not weeks to get on that plane. So be prepared. Patience is most definitely a virtue in this game.
You will scream, you will cry, you will question yourself and your decisions, you will look for ways out, you will change your mind, maybe two or three times, maybe more, you will panic, and you will do it all over again.
I wanted to write a post on this as a lot of people have asked me about it since I came here. I know how it feels being left in the dark as you go through it from beginning to end. Not knowing if, or when, the departure date will ever arrive. And I know a lot of you are in the same position now or may be in the same position sometime in the future.
So, I’ve decided to include a timeline of events from the moment I first applied. It’s something I wish I would have known when I started the whole process. Continue reading “Teaching at a Public School in UAE: A timeline of the application process”
After two months in Dubai adjusting to my new life, new job, new friends and new relationships it’s time to get the show back on the road again and get back into a regular training routine. As an expat not always the easiest thing to do.
It’s funny how mindsets can quickly change.
In the preceding few months before I came to Dubai, the part of the day which I gave most importance to was my daily workout, usually late morning, in the gym or at home. It was probably the most enjoyable part too. It was the only thing I had planned and the one thing I always knew with certainty I was going to do. Everything else fitted around it, or in some cases didn’t. But my training always got done.
I wasn’t doing much else at the time. I wasn’t working and had moved back home to Waterford to wait for my official teaching contract to come through. The wait was very similar to how I’ve felt anytime I’ve ever come across road works with those makeshift traffic lights that seem to stay red for an eternity. You get agitated and restless and just want to be let through. In this case, I had to wait for months not knowing when I would get the final go ahead. In the meantime, I just trained, ate well, and slept, a lot. Continue reading “Finding a Balance”