My own personal recruitment story 

It’s that time of year where contracts will be handed out asking us if we will return to our current school next year. I was faced with this question in early Novemebr when my name came up in conversation for VP of the KG department next school year. I tossed the idea around and thought yeah I think I can do this. So I had some conversations and said what the heck sure. As the month went on I realized adults get on my nerves. Yes I want out the classroom but not to deal with adults. So I had a conversation with my child. She expressed that she wanted to live in China. (I hadn’t even told her I was applying to schools in China and had an upcoming interview for a school in China) So I shared with her the plan and she got excited. Needless say I’m back in the market for a new school. 

Being outside the country for 2 years you get a better sense of what you want and need not just from a school but from a country. I’m looking some of everywhere. My heart it pulling me towards Asia. I would love Japan. I would kill for Australia or New Zealand. I’ve had one interview that was amazing. I have applied so much it had become a job. I’ve been shortlisted. My dream job was filled. It’s just one giant waiting game. Since I am applying so early they aren’t in a big rush to fill a position. However I’m in a wonderful field of early childhood. One they are easy to come by but hard to find because once you get in with a good school you don’t leave. So it’s a catch 22. However I have the experience and degree so I’m marketable. I just can’t deal with a crap school.  I also want Elise to attend. 

I’ve had two more interviews. One in Beijing and one for two schools in China Wuxi and Hangzhou. I guess I better learn how to spell all these names. I just got the Arabic down. 

I’ve kept my plans to myself for the most part. I don’t need the naysayers. I know what to expect. 

Okay this particular blog was not written in one session. 

In two weeks I had 

An interview in Shanghai, two in Beijing, one locally, and one found me on a plane to Dubai for a face to face with two principals opening schools outside of Shanghai. 

As I was going through security at the airport I check my email and I receive an offer. I got excited thinking it’s from the school I just interviewed with. Thinking that was quick. I actually sat down and read the email and it was from a school in Beijing. Didn’t love the school or interview but didn’t feel much of anything. It felt very typical. It didn’t feel personal. No laughs. Just I have a list and you need to answer. I actually thought I bombed the interview. Anyways I’m reading over the package and it’s a nice deal. I want to see the salary before saying yes or no. They want answer by Monday. I have the weekend to think and pray it over. I hope the new school comes with an offer. 

We received our contracts today at my current school. This should go over well (NOT) 

Elise is slightly excited for the new move. I’m excited for the new move. Not excited for the paperwork and downsizing again. I’m hoping I stay in my new country until I retire. I’m getting old. 

Friends are making transitions. A change is on the horizon and the time has come to embrace the change. 

As of today in this moment I am confident in my decision. As long as no new developments arise (a new offer) I will be fine. 

I will update with an official announcement of where I am going for the upcoming 2018-2019 school year. 


How to…. It’s recruitment season 

So I’ve been asked a million times how to apply to schools abroad? What’s the best company? Where did you find your job? 

Let’s start with recruiting companies some are free and some cost a fee. 

Paid sites: this is website I used to land my current job. The school actually contacted me. There’s a list of schools that are hiring around the world. These are all private schools. It’s $39 for the year and you can still stay on even after you land a job this is another paid site and they will have recruitment fairs. I can’t say your chances your better if attend a fair. It’s $195 for 2 years and $75 to renew your membership. Honestly I attempted to create a profile with them and got irritated just because it’s time consuming and so many steps. is another paid site and they recruitment fairs as well. It’s $225 for one year and you have to pay the same few each year you renew and once you have a job your profile is no longer active. Again I attempted to sign up with them and got irritated.  Yep I finally got that application filled out to work for government schools. Here’s hoping for the best. is free and they have listings of schools hiring are ESOL schools in the UAE, Egypt, Lebanon, and Hong Kong they are located across the globe. They are considered top schools. Some follow the British curriculum and some follow the American curriculum. it’s free and highly popular for the UAE public school jobs. They have other job postings as well. It’s also free. 

You can always Google search and apply to schools directly or watch for postings on Facebook this will require you being in groups that will cater to teaching and living abroad or even education groups. 

There are many more options but I promise the same schools are on the same sites.  

I cannot give advice on teaching English as a second language because I am a certified teacher. 

Now once you’ve applied it becomes a waiting game. The sooner you get out there the better. Recruitment season begins in November. Most schools start handing out contracts in November and December. The schools post tentative positions first. Around January student begin enrolling for the next school year. 

Now this year I paid for when reading reviews take it with a grain of salt. One most people write reviews when they hate a place very rarely do they write a review when they love a place. Also some of the reviews are outdated. Remember contracts are for 2 years. Not everyone stays longer than 2 years. Teaching abroad is not for everyone. Every country is not for everyone. Some schools just aren’t a good fit. When researching a school ask Facebook lol. I am dead serious though. I have posted a school just asking a general question and people who are currently there will reply and give you the real deal. Also hard facts black experience are different from others. So please join various groups for your respective country of interest and teaching abroad groups. 

Helpful Facebook groups:

Black Americans living abroad 

Black Americans teaching abroad 

Brother and sisters working at international schools 

Black educators rock abroad 

Brothas and sistas of (respective country) 

Do not be afraid to ask any and all questions. 

Make a list of what you want from a school. Make a list of what you want from a country. Make a list of non-negotiables. If you coming with dependents ask questions concerning them to make sure the school will be a good fit. Also if you are married or dating find out the rules and laws for that country. 

Go ahead to grab those degrees and transcripts. You will need them to be authenticated. Be prepared to pay for authentication of documents. It can get costly. Some people give up and pay a company to do all the footwork. It’s time consuming. You will need an FBI clearance. Most schools cover the actual process of the visa but you are responsible for the getting the documents together to get to them. 

Standard packages will include: 

Paid Furnished accomdations (housing allowance is an option)

Paid utilities (allowance for utilities)

Paid flights to the country and summer vacation (yourself and dependents. This can be a toss up. Some schools will cover dependents and spouse free of charge or you have to pay the school back)

Insurance (yourself and dependents )

Tuition assurance for dependents (mostly free)

Visa assistance (ask will they sponsor dependents or spouse)

Sick leave 

Bereavement leave 

Tax free salary of course

Ask about the school calendar if it’s not posted on their website. If you receive a housing allowance ask how much and average cost of rent also will they assist with finding housing. Ask about transportation to and from school and getting around the city. Some schools will help with a car and license. 

Welcome to the wonderful world of teaching abroad. 


You are not gonna like what I am going to say but oh well visit and you might have the same thoughts. 

Egypt is about as African as Kuwiat is Asian. 

Here’s why I say that, yes Egypt is in Africa but if you want a true African experience Egypt is not it. Let me back up and Cairo is not it. I didn’t visit the whole country. 

Yes Cairo and Egypt itself is rich in history and it is a beautiful place. But it is not swimming in black African and Arabic is their language and Islam is popular.  

Now your dollar will go far. You can ball hard with 300 dollars 

Optional should not be optional 

If you have ever left your country of birth you realize some things aren’t as standard as you thought 

1. Traffic laws 

Turn signals, horn honking, driving lanes, speed limits, seat belts, brakes, eyes on the road, not texting or talking whole driving…..none of this matters 

I have learned one never sit in the front and two just don’t look while others are driving. 

Driving in a lane…yeah it’s nothing to see people using the shoulder as a driving lane. It’s quite normal to ignore the lines and just create your own lane or share a lane or two. 

Lord have mercy it’s nothing to see people standing on the side of the highway waving for a taxi….and a taxi will stop and pick them up. 

Turnabouts/roundabouts need to be outlawed and banned from the entire planet. This is a deathtrap waiting to happen. 

Talking while driving, texting while driving….. just stop you can’t even drive whole driving we don’t need additional distractions. 

Paved road are optional as well… a top heavy person I need a smooth rode.

2. Personal space

Just give it up. Be prepared to be closer to a stranger than you would like. You will know what they had to eat prior to coming in contact with them and you will know who takes hygiene seriously. 

3. Breakfast 

Here’s where I miss America the most. I miss grits, pork bacon, scrambled eggs, and biscuits. When you visit other places breakfast is not the same and I still haven’t gotten used to it. 

A cookie is not a biscuit. Who eats baked beans for breakfast? Why is this even an option? 

4. Seeing other black people 

Let’s face it and accept it, there are gonna places you visit and you will be the only black face. Be prepared for states, glares, looks and requests for pictures 

5. Education 

Wanna know if a country values its education look around you. America what is the problem?

6. Medical care 

This is more anger than anything. When I travel abroad I can walk into any pharmacy and walk out with medicine without producing medical insurance. America what is the problem? 

7. The weather channel 

This is probably more regional than anything.  For about 9 months out the year it’s hot, hell hot and it’s so hot even Satan and hell are disrespected. Bottom line after about 100°F no point in actually telling me. 

8. Standard unit of measure 

For a period if time in your life you learn Fahrenheit, inches, miles, am and pm, and all these other measurements that mean absolutely nothing once you leave America. 

You have to learn the unit measure the rest of world uses. I still haven’t figured out the fitted sheet size I need for my bed. 

I have learned over 40°c is just too damn hot 20°c is gonna be cool. 

24 hour clock is a real thing not just military time. 

9. Language 

America you have dropped the ball. It is common for people to know, speak, understand, read and write at least 2 or languages. 

10. Security

I’m not even sure what the police officers do abroad. I don’t even think they own a gun. I have seen cash drops during lunch hour rush and no one bat an eye. I habe seen more drinking tea and coffee than anything. 

11. Rushing 

I’m convinced this is an American thing. 

Not once have I been rushed to finish a meal. I always have to ask for my ticket to pay. Time is not a thing. It gets done when it gets done. Work stays at work. 

12. Hospitality 

America can learn a few things and can share a few things. 

I don’t know what it means to carry my own luggage. I don’t know what it means to dumb my own tray. I don’t know what it means not to be called madam or miss. I don’t know what it means to make a complaint and the issue is solved almost immediately. I don’t know what it means to open my own door. I don’t know what it means to pack my own grocery bags. This is everyday. This is not at the five star hotel only. 

 I’m sure more well traveled can add to this and those who have lived abroad longer than me and even those who have lived more than one place. 

Living Abroad Changes You

You prepare for the change of leaving and embracing a new culture, new country, new life….you don’t necessarily prepare for returning even if it’s just for a visit. It’s considered reverse culture shock….I am currently in the middle of this and I am irritated to the max.

No one around you understands why you are chomping at the bit to return back to your life. To a different country. A different life. A different culture.

I have a better way of life. I have grown accustomed to a different life.

It felt weird driving today. It felt weird sitting in the passenger seat and seeing people use and follow traffic laws. Things that would have bothered me prior to my move no longer phases me. I don’t feel rushed but everyone around me is in a hurry to go nowhere and do nothing. I had to wash dishes and make my bed, now I’m about to go clean the bathroom and vacuum the floor. Wait what? Sitting around watching TV….man look I need something to do I need my village I need my new life. The food is literally making me sick. I haven’t been able to hold food down outside of breakfast. Pretty sure I’m gonna be a vegetarian before it’s all said and done. People are legit still doing the same thing they were doing when I left a year ago.

I went to a pizza buffet and the same lady served me today that served me last year.

It feels weird being on social media in the same time zone. I miss Talabat. I miss my city still being awake all time of night and day.

Summertime is always hard as a teacher because everyone else still works so image being a teacher on vacation back home after spending a year abroad…..I am ready to pull all my hair out.

I don’t do well outside of my personal space for too long and I haven’t been home in my flat since July 1st. I am supposed to stay here in the states until August 10th and I trying to plan an early exit.

America is not what it is all cracked up to be.

I’m tired of answering questions and seeing shocked faces when I tell them I love it overseas and have NO intentions of returning.

I need to be around like minded people and home is no longer that.

I am shifting into my purpose and the new me and where I am meant to be. I am happy.  I am ready for year 2 and beyond.


Look this was paradise. I stayed the majority of the time on the beach. I did not need to leave the beach at ALL. It was pure bliss.

I did visit Prison Island, saw some large tortoises, rode a speedboat and didn’t vomit or get seasick. Walked around Stone town avoiding the hustlers at every corner. Learned some history about Zanzibar and their famous doors. They were influenced by Arabs and Indians.

Zanzibar relies on tourism. So everything is imported into the city from Nairobi at a higher cost. So the same things I saw in Nairobi were in Zanzibar but it was 3 times higher. I get it though so I ain’t mad at it. So I saved many coins on this trip but it made me long for Nairobi.

I was able to see people fishing and picking various items from the ocean. It was amazing to see them going out into the water and sit in the water and live off the land. They weren’t trying to sell what they caught. They caught it and took it home. It was a few out there that were going to cook and sell what they caught. The beach was lined with people hustling to sell you something. You had the occasional person trying to sell you a tour but they were not allowed to come onto the property.

I was able to see the moon rising which was a pretty red color. The sky was clear to see the stars and the constellations. It was all very peaceful, calming, relaxing and beautiful. I definitely want to go back.


I’m not in Nairobi any more and I don’t know how to feel about that.

Mombasa is a straight tourist trap…..let me back all the way up the beaches along the coast are for tourist. This is not the place where you are gonna mix and mingle with locals unless they are trying to hustle and sell you something. Which I am not mad at. I totally understand. Upon departing the plan you could feel the shift in the atmosphere and you knew right away you are not in Nairobi, it almost felt you weren’t in Kenya anymore. I don’t like to compare and contrast places because I want to experience it fully but baby I want to go back home to Nairobi. I’m gonna keep an open mind throughout my trip.


Mombasa turned out to be an okay trip. I didn’t spend a whole lot of time on the beach. I finally left the resort and went to the mall. I had a fish therapy spa treatment.

Let me take a moment to explain: I thought you just take your shoes off and they stick your foot in the water. NOPE….she washed my feet and then stuck my foot in the water….I can’t even explain….It did tickle. It felt like little shocks on your feet and legs. It was 20 minutes in the water. Once it was finished she dried my feet and massaged my legs and feet. I would definitely do it again.

The resort had entertainment nightly and people were around to sell you various items.
You really did not need to leave the property.

Mombasa was not a memorable trip I didn’t partake in any of the popular sites because I was still on my high from Nairobi thinking it would be a similar experience.



I think I’m in love.
Here’s what I am loving the most about Nairobi, they have managed to hold onto their culture and land. I am not overwhelmed with McDonald’s and Starbucks. I can see little boys and men herding their cows, goats, and/or donkeys (granted how they were doing it was illegal but still) I look to the left and see a giraffe. I keep looking and BAM some ostriches oh wait is that a zebra…..wait look over there that’s a baboon. The city is built around the national park so the park area is not damaged or secluded. You leave the airport and to the left is the national park and the animals are roaming free.

Day 1

The driver asked if I wanted to eat….um yes sweetheart I haven’t eaten since breakfast on the plane. I’ll come back to discuss the flight. He asked if I wanted Burger King or KFC um no sir no American food. He took me this restaurant where I was able to sit outside in the cool breeze and eat my lunch and sip my wine. It was a delicious buffet. The only thing I know for a fact I ate was ribs. I had this wonderful soup I almost didn’t eat but my waiter brought me a bowl. (mushroom and red snapper with something else) I almost drank the whole bowl. The was music. An artist had his art on display for you to purchase.

I went to visit Karen Blixen Museum. If you haven’t read or seen the movie or book Out of Africa, please do so. Karen is main character in the book.  Now here is where I got a little agitated. Here you have this white woman from Denmark come to Kenya and buy a city worth of land. I ain’t knocking the hustle but it’s one of those things that bothers me to see other people come in and capitalize on other people land. There is now an Asian problem in African where they coming over to build and they are staying. Kenya now recognizes a group of Asians as part of Kenya and they have their own tribe/community.


Another thing I learned every Kenyan knows at least 3 languages. English, Swahili and their mother tongue (there are 42 of those…well no it’s not 44 and each of those 44 have subgroups and various dialects) Agitated again because in the states learning another language is not a requirement and it’s barely encouraged. Yet you look around and people are naturally learning 3 languages on purpose.

I went to the giraffe conservatory. This is where Giraffe Manor is located. The giraffes are just walking around and you can feed them. Point once again the natural habitat is preserved.


I did not do a good job today of taking pictures. I was too busy taking it all in and enjoying my surroundings.

Day 2

We went to the Nairobi Museum. It was nice to see the history of Kenya, slightly depressing to see the colonialism but this is life and colonialism is real. The country gained independence in 1963 so big picture that wasn’t that long ago. The country is still rich with culture. I can only hope it remains that way.

I ate REAL talipia today not that mess they sell in the states that will kill you. This fish comes from the coast in Lake Victoria and it actually helps prevent malaria. Talapia is a popular fish eaten here and I must say it was delicious.

We visited Snake park…which was interesting to see the different types of snakes that exist in Kenya and in Africa in general. I mean really a whole park which was really a small walking area, but still show off what ya got.

Today was good day tomorrow….SAFARI!!!!!

Day 3

Safari Time major takeaways

  1. the African Buffalo can take down and kill a Lion
  2.  the giraffe can kick a lion one time and the lion will die

My childhood is ruined and I need a moment to reflect on the fact that the king of the jungle can be taken out by a buffalo and a giraffe

Hunting is illegal in Kenya. The only way you are allowed to kill an animal is if you are in danger. A real life, life or death situation…kill or be killed. If the wildlife attacks a human the wildlife must be put down to prevent further attacks.

Conversational takeaways

  1. Kenyans think the playing field is level for African American and the news is not showing the real America but America ain’t showing the real Africa either. Go figure
  2. Kenyans are going through the same struggles we are in America. The rich get richer and the poor get poorer. The famous people are being taken advantage of example: soccer players are offered all this money to play and they blow it all on crap and do not give back to community…when all is said and done they have nothing to show for it
  3. Interracial relationships are frowned upon among the older generations, accepted by the women but not by the men.
  4. I can buy property and retire in Kenya with no problems
  5. The Asians and Chinese are coming and not leaving because they promise to built the railway or upgrade the railway system but bring all their people over to do it.
  6. Africans do not hate African Americans
  7. Kenya, Nairobi specifically was warm and welcoming. Not once did I feel like a tourist who didn’t belong.
  8. there are other black people here who have come over for various reasons and have decided to stay.
  9. it does not get hotter than 32-36 degrees Celsius….and in the winter it does not get colder than 15 degrees Celsius…..I need another moment to appreciate this weather
  10. America and Kenya have more in common than we think. Example you have those that have and those that do not, those that have keep for themselves because they were taught it’s not enough to go around so I got mine you better figure out how to get yours
  11. Nairobi is mostly agriculture and the factories they do have is for assembly purposes
  12. I will be back and I can definitely see myself retiring here


SN: I didn’t add pictures because one I didn’t want to and two I wanted to verbally express my trip to the best of my ability.



It’s been a little over a year since I accepted a job teaching overseas.

I don’t even know where to begin or how to begin.

It’s been full of ups and downs. I’ve had some good days and bad days. The hardest days have been after I sent my daughter to the states. This is the first time we’ve apart for this extended period of time. She went to states on May 9 and I won’t see her again until July 15. I’ve been without my baby for a weekend, a couple of hours and a week but a whole month and half. When I dropped her off at the airport I wanted to cry but I didn’t want to upset her. My brother told me she silently cried on the plane for about an hour and half. I speak to her daily. Thank goodness for video chat. My next hardest days were the deaths in the family. Elise lost her grandpa and that was hard to process for various reasons. There were some people from my home church who died. Funerals are needed for closure and I am unable to do that. Missing Thanksgiving and Christmas was hard but I didn’t cry and mope around about it.

I have enjoyed my job and teaching once again. The students are the same as they would have been in the states. The biggest difference is I don’t have anyone breathing down my neck behind performance. I don’t stress about planning and people coming into my classroom judging. I don’t take any work home. I am able to plan at school and gather my materials ALL at school. I love my TA. I stay to myself concerning my co-workers. I’m not that person. I’m not here to change the world. I’m not even really here to make friends (at work).

Homeschooling was a journey in and of itself. However at the end of the school year and through assessments my daughter is above grade level in math and reading. She will continue doing school work over the summer. 

Travel has been amazing. We’ve been to Thailand, London, and Dubai. I travelled to Kenya and Tanzania. 

I am looking forward to next school year and everything else. 


Okay quick information on Ramadan.

Ramadan 2017 began in the evening of Friday, May 26 and ends in the evening of Saturday, June 24.

At sundown Friday May 26, 2017 Ramadan began. Here’s what this means somewhere around 3:45 am Saturday morning fasting began and fasting would end around 6:45 pm Saturday evening.

Now here’s what this means for me as an expat. I have to conduct myself in a certain manner and be mindful and respectful of the rules and laws during this time in public.

NO eating, drinking, chewing gum, PDA, makeup, and proper dress and positive manners at all times. AUS_Ramadan

Now in my mind I was picturing life to be complicated and boring during Ramadan. NOT the case. I can still go out and shop. I just have to check the operating hours. I still have to show up at work even though I don’t have any students. My work hours have been reduced from 7-3 to 9-2. It’s against the law to work longer than 6 hours during Ramadan. The malls are open but the restaurants won’t be open. The malls, stores, banks, spas, salons, government offices, etc have reduced hours where there are morning hours and evening hours. I have to remind myself not to chew gum…this is big thing for me because I am always chewing gum. No drinking water in public and it’s hot as an oven so it makes sense to not even be out until the sun goes down. I went out the other day after the sun had set and the fast had broke…..and baby it was crowded. Traffic was worse than usual. People were everywhere. I ordered from Talabat like I usually do from time to time. It took longer than usual. Even the restaurants on Talabat have different hours.

Bottom line Ramadan isn’t a huge change in daily activities in my host country. Behind closed doors most Muslims are okay if you eat or drink in front of them. I choose not to because I find it hard when I’m hungry and see people hungry and I can’t eat. I am able to eat in my classroom. I just shut my lights and I covered the window on my door. I am bored at work with no students. I am watching Netflix catching up on TV shows and movies. My daughter is in the states so I can be an adult and watch adult TV and movies. I do miss her but it’s been nice to be an adult and not just mommy all the time. She’ll experience Ramadan next year. It will move up 15 days and it will be mid May next year.

Be aware of your surroundings. Be respectful. Use common sense. If you are ever unsure ask questions. They are human. They are people.