False Job! :(

2 weeks ago, I was so excited because I thought that after waiting 3 and a half months to find a job, I had found the perfect one! It was to be at a school opened by a Diasporan from California, working with children of different ages and different backgrounds. At the interview I was told that the school followed the California standards for education, and also the California elementary curriculum. I was also told I'd be getting paid a 4-digit salary... I thought to myself... could this be true?!

Well, apparently it wasn't quite that true. The school was a mess, from the rooms to the program! It lacked basic necessities like markers/pencils, and yet teachers were required to come up with activities for every 15 minutes. Sometimes, it was utter chaos, and the daily schedule was pretty much left to the will of the students who would often claim, "I don't want to do that"... and so the plan had to change because nothing would be a success if ALL the students are apathetic.. (huh?? that would NEVER happen at any school I've ever taught at!). Needless to say, I was not that thrilled to be there... it is difficult to work in a situation when sooooo much is expected of you (like, not only to develop a program, implement it.. but also wash dishes, clean, and supervise without ANY sort of break), with little help or guidance and not-so-nice criticism. (Obviously this director was not familiar with the popular saying "It's not WHAT you say, it's HOW you say it). It also didn't help to know that I was receiving double the pay as the other workers, and I felt that I wasn't treated equally as them... they received FAR MORE criticism than I, and when your colleagues aren't happy.. you're not happy! (Atleast that's how I am... perhaps I really am a socialist lol). And as an added cherry on top, at the end of my interview (after being so excited about the "perfect" job, I was informed my salary had to be cut down to less than HALF of what I was initially promised....

Anyway, this past weekend I quit that job. It was a difficult decision to make, because during my two weeks there, I became attached to the children. And no matter how much I loved the idea and the job description, it was far far far far from the reality of the situation. The job hunt continues...

So you see, it's quite difficult to find the RIGHT work in Armenia, unless you create it yourself... Now I'm thinking, perhaps I should open my OWN school! :) Any investors? :)

TSUH :)~