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Saturday, May 10, 2008
Certification
Damn, just like that. Four weeks are over. Kind of like college. You blink an eye and it's over. Same, same. But different. Now I am certified to teach English as a foreign language. Scary. Another month has gone by in Vietnam. This one flew by. It was a good one too. A transitional month. From the hot season to the hot rainy season. And from being a transient bum to someone actually trying to make a go of it. These were two of our instructors. They taught us how to teach English to foreigners. Not how to speak English. Fortunately for that. It was an interesting four week course. There were three holidays over that period. The material we missed was "made up" over the other lessons. Yeah. And I eat shit for breakfast. Well, actually, quite often I have papaya to start my day. Funny enough, its pronounced "doo doo" in Vietnamese. Damn, I wasn't even trying to be funny this time.
hi there, thanks for checking me out. i'd check you out too, if you were hot. so where do i begin? i'm a dude. in vietnam i'm a nguoi nuoc ngoai. in thailand i'm a farang, in indonesia i'm a bule and in malaysia i'm a orang putih. i was born and raised in northern california. spent most of my life there until i moved to portland, oregon in 2003 for a spell and then jumped ship for se asia in late 2007 to indulge in sticky rice and sunshine. you need it after living in the pacific northwest. thailand and i had a short love affair and i soon found myself falling for vietnam – at least all the pretty girls, the endless array of vegetarian fare, driving a motorbike, the overall energy – and became an english teacher. did that for nearly four years and nearly went insane. now i'm free again wandering aimlessly around se asia. on the lam. whatever.
Damn, just like that. Four weeks are over. Kind of like college. You blink an eye and it's over. Same, same. But different. Now I am certified to teach English as a foreign language. Scary. Another month has gone by in Vietnam. This one flew by. It was a good one too. A transitional month. From the hot season to the hot rainy season. And from being a transient bum to someone actually trying to make a go of it. 
These were two of our instructors. They taught us how to teach English to foreigners. Not how to speak English. Fortunately for that. It was an interesting four week course. There were three holidays over that period. The material we missed was "made up" over the other lessons. Yeah. And I eat shit for breakfast. Well, actually, quite often I have papaya to start my day. Funny enough, its pronounced "doo doo" in Vietnamese. Damn, I wasn't even trying to be funny this time.
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