After my big week last Thursday and Friday with the marketing company, I am now back in the real world of the unemployed, anxiously waiting for the central office in Miami to make their decision about my future.
For the past few weeks I’ve been giving private English lessons to the folks here in Cordoba. I put an ad in La Voz, Cordoba’s major newspaper at the end of August, and posted flyers around bus stops and telephone poles. People started calling soon after, coming to the apartment to “interview” me about my qualifications. A few who said they were interested in learning never showed up, and a few quit after the first class because they were too embarrassed to speak in front of me. So far I am getting by with two students, and one who seems to cancel and who has yet to make the first class.
Most people who’ve contacted me already speak English, but need someone to maintain their level of fluency. I have one student who is originally from Salta who doesn’t speak a word of English, so right now we are barely learning the months in the calendar and how to write a sentence. We’ve met three times and progress is slow, and it isn’t to his benefit that he arrive 15 minutes late. I have another student who comes for the conversation, and so I’ve learnt almost everything about Bolivia.
It’s not a challenge although I have no formal qualifications to teach anything, though I would like a more stable job.