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I then worked in a bookstore for a while and really enjoyed it, but felt a little restricted. Working in retail is hard and I don’t think I have the temperament for it, like waitressing, I did it for a while, but I fail at waitressing. I am not nice to rude customers, I want to smack them in the face. Watching my co-workers deal with it, suggested to me that a career in the customer service industry maybe wasn’t for me.
Next, I did a CELTA qualification in January 2011, worked at that for a while, culminating in a summer camp teaching a variety of nationalities. It was hard and by the last week, I was struggling to retain control of my class of chinese children to such an extent that we gave up and spent the last few days chatting and playing. I guess at least they learnt some english, but I still failed. Up until this point I had vague ideas about doing a PGCE. Not anymore. If you don’t have the patience for waitressing, you’re unlikely to be much good at teaching. However, I did really enjoy teaching EFL to adults and I was good at it, so that might be something I do in the future.
Anyway, that brings us to now. Summer camp is over, I’ve drifted away from the teaching idea and have made the decision to go back to University, again. I want to do a Masters in Heritage Management/Conservation with the aim of working in the Heritage field. Maybe managing heritage sites or working in Archaeology. I’m not sure, but ever since I was a child, I’ve been obsessed with history, books, museums, heritage sites, everything. I’ve always been scared about following this dream, because I wasn’t sure where exactly I was going, I’m still not. If the last few years have taught me anything though, its to follow your dreams, do what excites you. Who knows where I’ll be in a year, two years… As long as I’m happy, healthy and doing something I love, who cares.