My ass is going to China!! Sometime..., not sure exactly when
So yeah, to anyone who hasn't heard : I am planning on going to China for a year to teach English. I am not sure exactly when I will be leaving, but I am hoping for the end of this year or when the lease of my house ends, or possible later after that, there are still many details to straighten out. I am going with http://www.globalcrossroad.com, information for what I am going to be doing exactly is here: http://www.globalcrossroad.com/china/faq.php and http://www.globalcrossroad.com/china/teachingenglish.php and http://www.globalcrossroad.com/chinaprogramfee.php. There are no requirements except for being a fluent English speaker and having some grasp of the English language. Other things are recommended but I am hoping that I can get some of them by the time I leave.
On a different note, I think that one of the kindest things that has ever happened in my life happened to me today. I was working at Cunningham, when Bruce (a former homeless man who often reeked of alcohol) came in. We all expected him to ask again to take a survey and get a few bucks, but instead he came to talk to me. What makes this weird is that about two months earlier, I had seen him downtown and he recognized me from where I work and told me about how his mother had recently died and how he was staying at a shelter I gave him the three bucks I had on me and he thanked me and left. I didn't think anything of it. But anyway, today he came into my workplace and came to talk to me. He came and gave me five dollars to pay me back for the money I gave him. It seems that the money I gave him downtown was one of the few things that let him be happy over the rough holidays and, as he said repeatedly, "I didn't forget it." He has recently gotten a job and his own place as well, allowing him to pay me back. I am just so amazed at how a man I hardly know went out of his way to come find me at my job and pay me back money that I gave to him as charity and completely forgot about completely out of his own desire. Bruce, you're a good man. I don't care what my co-workers think, you're a good man. Thank you.
On a different note, I think that one of the kindest things that has ever happened in my life happened to me today. I was working at Cunningham, when Bruce (a former homeless man who often reeked of alcohol) came in. We all expected him to ask again to take a survey and get a few bucks, but instead he came to talk to me. What makes this weird is that about two months earlier, I had seen him downtown and he recognized me from where I work and told me about how his mother had recently died and how he was staying at a shelter I gave him the three bucks I had on me and he thanked me and left. I didn't think anything of it. But anyway, today he came into my workplace and came to talk to me. He came and gave me five dollars to pay me back for the money I gave him. It seems that the money I gave him downtown was one of the few things that let him be happy over the rough holidays and, as he said repeatedly, "I didn't forget it." He has recently gotten a job and his own place as well, allowing him to pay me back. I am just so amazed at how a man I hardly know went out of his way to come find me at my job and pay me back money that I gave to him as charity and completely forgot about completely out of his own desire. Bruce, you're a good man. I don't care what my co-workers think, you're a good man. Thank you.