Teaching

Being an English teacher has never been an intention. It just happened.
I used to teach Portuguese and I quited the school I was working for. Then my former English teacher, who knew I was a teacher and a good speaker, called me invinting to substitute a teacher temporarily on Saturdays. I ended up teaching there for 5 years.

At the begining I thought it was the same as teaching Portuguese, but as the time went by I started feeling I was completlely wrong. I looked for courses for teachers, I recycled my ideas and got in conflict with that teacher that first invited me to be a teacher.
Few weeks ago I quited that school, not without being sad, but knowing it was the best for me and for them.

Since this confilct started I began to consider changing area and trying something like translation or text reviewing... I wasn`t sure if I wanted to teach English the rest of my life. I`m not a very fan of people and dealing with them every day is exhausting... Besides, working on Saturdays is something that takes your motivation away...

But there are thing that worth. For example, a student of mine couldn`t pass Basic 1, she wasn`t prepared at all to B2 and now she is my student again. She`s actually speaking... She does have a pronouciation problem and she still needs lots of extra exercises and help to follow the other students, but she going on...
Another one: my former students from the other school send every day scraps asking me to return.

I don`t know if I can change this for a ninve-to-five job in front of the computer....