Processing, relaxing, pondering

I still can't believe I completed the course. And so did my peers. All of them completed the course. Not because I hadn't worked a lot during the last 17 weeks but rather than being fully aware of my preparation, my abilities, and my English knowledge. I'm not saying that I wouldn't be able to teach. On the contrary, the CELTA course highlighted a couple of areas of my English that need a lot of attention. I am OK with improving my English, so my next milestone is sitting a CPE exam this or next year.

But till then, I'll follow my schedule.

I devised a plan that I think will be appropriate to follow to improve my English:

Starting with processing my A1, A2, B1, B2 and C1 language and grammar books, which will take at least three months. The A1 and A2 books will be the easiest ones to deal with, but as I progress with the books and the level gets higher, the process will gradually slow down. It should be OK with my CPE preparation as the two are interconnected and somewhat complement each other.
If I'm correct, my CPE preparation takes a lot of time and assessing the process thoroughly. However, I was right when I came up with this idea, which was confirmed during the career talk with one of the CELTA centre's colleagues, who is a recruitment specialist. He told us, all the non-native speakers, to consider taking a CPE exam that could boost the chances of our employment.
Sometime during summer or autumn, I must start offering lessons and look for students who want to learn English and can imagine me as their teacher. It's good to take a sabbatical for the very first time in my life.
Taking a DELTA certificate. I'm not joking. It's something that I really want to accomplish in the future. It must be thoroughly prepared by giving lessons for two years and documenting my progress using all the sheets and forms we used during the CELTA course.

Well, this is the fruit of my ponderings today...

On a side note, for those who completed the CELTA course, the centre also provides free Spanish courses to extend our knowledge in other languages. And because they are located in Spain and organise similar courses for Spanish teachers. I've considered joining some classes to refresh and polish my Spanish knowledge. And one day, I might also apply for an ELE course...

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