The Offer

The title pretty much gives away that I got a job offer from one of the interviews I did, but the suspenseful part is finding out which one! Just kidding — you won’t be left hanging for that long.

So, the first interview I did was for a two-month summer teacher position in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. I haven’t been back there since I finished CELTA, and I always told myself I would go back since I liked it there and also I didn’t really get a chance to explore being so busy with the course. I felt that I had the advantage because I had experience teaching Vietnamese learners and I met all the other essential requirements, plus a desirable one. After nearly a four-week wait, I finally heard back from them the other day. They were very sorry to inform me that, after careful consideration, the panel felt unable to offer me the post. They did give me feedback about the interview though, and I thought that was pretty great.

The second interview I did was for a much longer contract period in Penang, Malaysia. I mentioned that I felt pretty good (I wouldn’t say completely confident) with how the interview went, and my feelings were not wrong because I was actually offered the job the day after the interview took place. I could hardly believe it. The Vietnam post was looking for 15 teachers and Malaysia was only looking for 1, I thought my odds were in Vietnam, for sure.

I can’t say that I was completely thrilled at first — actually, I panicked. The prospect of joining the British Council was incredible, but it wasn’t that. It was the fact that my passport was expiring and my appointment to renew it wasn’t for another week after that, plus the 2+ weeks it would take for the new passport to be released. I thought it was a possibility that they would rescind their offer because of that, but I told them and nothing terrible happened, so I was safe. I had to keep reminding myself that “everything happens for a reason” whenever I would start to worry. I kept saying that if anything were to happen to prevent it from happening, then it wasn’t meant to be, so keep calm and have faith in the universe.

Present day, I’m working on completing all the requirements they need for processing my work permit and visa — including spending 5 hours in the hospital yesterday for the medical — and I should be getting my new passport in a few days, so everything is working out so far. I can’t relocate yet until all the paperwork is done, so I’m not entirely sure when I’ll be heading over, but it probably won’t be long now.

I’ve been on my break for a lot longer than I’d anticipated. Things didn’t really go as planned, but it all seems to be falling into place anyway. It’s not exactly where I had hoped to be, but I love Malaysia, it’s always been the start of good things for me. It was the first foreign country I ever visited — the very first stamp on my passport, I got my first classroom teaching job there, and I don’t doubt that this time will open up another wonderful path.