This is a guest post written by a friend of mine. Leigh* and I met when we both arrived in Korea, and she currently teaches in a middle school in Daegu. We were in the same intake and attended the same orientation. Like me, she is also a South African (hence the mention of postal strikes back home.) I asked her to write this post about how she got her hagwon job, and why she’s so excited about it, and why she’s sure she hasn’t landed in hagwon hell like my friend Will did. Pictures inserted by me)
“I remember you were going to do this whole Korea thing a few years ago. What happened then?”
Here, I shall function as a cautionary tale. Three years ago I found a random recruiter through a Facebook ad. He promised everything would be sorted out and that, once I had all of my documentation, he would find me a job.
And then nothing.
I’ve still never heard back from the guy (but he follows me on Twitter, so… I don’t know), so it’s not like I missed out on anything.