Guest post alert! I got to write a piece about my teaching experience in Italy for the ever so sassy travel blog How Not to Travel Like a Basic Bitch – one of my favourites. See my musings below and find out why I’m the least qualified teacher on the planet:
When I applied for an internship abroad in Italy, it was for all the wrong reasons. I was in the midst of a personal drama, I had no job, no plan and wanted nothing more desperately than to leave it all behind. As a German-Italian who was born and raised in Germany, I’d always wanted to live in Italy for a while – so this opportunity to work for a cultural institution in Tuscany seemed almost too good to be true. Looking back, maybe I should have been suspicious – after all, shouldn’t it be much harder to get a job that sounds like a dream come true? Without hesitation, I set off on my new adventure – without a clue that I would end up working for a wheel-dealer whose exploitation was far from limited to his interns.
My workplace was a German cultural institution based in the small…
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