When my generation graduated, back in the early 1970s, it never occurred to any of us that we wouldn’t get a half-way decent job in a field that interested us. By 2010, it was a different story. Emily’s first taste of work, post graduation, was as casual bar staff for a national pub chain. Mind you, these posts now seem to be exclusively reserved for young graduates and the occasional favoured undergraduate.
After that, it was a bank: that was pretty soul-destroying too. Because all the time, what she really wanted to do was train as a teacher. And these days, you need lots of voluntary experience before they’ll even consider you. How do you get that alongside a day-job?
Then she had a lucky break. She spotted an advert from CAPS, an organisation supplying English Language Assistants to schools in Barcelona. She applied. She was accepted. And today – she went. She’s flying over, and she and the other successful candidates will spend a day (and a night) together, being briefed, before going tomorrow to meet the families they’ll be staying with. School on Monday.
She’s looking forward to meeting the people she’s staying with. She’ll be trading spending time with her six year old boy twin nephews, for staying with another family with 6 year old twins – girls this time. She’s wondering if the Spanish she’s managed to learn over the last few weeks will be any help at all – or whether only Catalan will do. She’s looking forward to being in Spain, to finding out if teaching really is for her, but most of all to the Big Barcelona Adventure she’s already started writing about in her blog
And we’re looking forward to a few excuses to go and visit her there.