As of Friday, February 21st 2014, I have left my job as a teacher at Chungdahm April in Daejeon.
3 years, 2 months, and 1 day.
There is no one set word to describe the experience I had working here these past few years. It was fun, funny, amazing, interesting, annoying, stressful, tedious, but most of all, it was rewarding. All the UCC projects we entered (and won!), all the musicals I choreographed, all the time spent taking pictures when we should’ve been studying… I would not have traded those memories for anything in the world.
My last day at work was different from what I expected. I honestly expected to be full on bawling in front of the children after saying goodbye to each of them. I know they were sad to see me go, but we kept it reserved. I was holding back, knowing that if I didn’t, I would be a mess. I did cry Thursday night though… one of my MWF students Sally stopped by since she couldn’t come to class on Friday. But not only did she stop by… she stopped by with her older brother Kevin (one of my former students and favorite students of all time). On top of that, they bought me a cheese-crusted pizza. I quickly took a picture with them and said goodbye. But I swear, the moment they left, I cried like a baby. Straight up. I just sat down in a chair in my classroom & cried in front of my faculty manager (sorry Joe!^^)
My farewell dinner was a whole different story… which I will get into in another post. I don’t want to rush through my thoughts. I’d rather take the time to think about it and reflect properly. Until next time!