Recommended grade: PASS

Well, I got the final grade: PASS. I thought it would mean not being able to teach without someone constantly checking my lesson plans and delivery, but I was wrong, and now I'm relieved. Although I'm over the moon, I need time to process the whole experience.

The real tiredness has just kicked in, and now I need some quality resting and relaxation. I'm not going to come up with plans hastily and rashly; I'll let little myself take some rest and rejuvenation. There is a lot to do in this field.

I'm allowed to teach in a language school or, if I want, take private students. But the most peculiar aspect of the course is that I'm allowed to teach higher-level students, too. I don't feel like being ready for any higher-level student for now, but gradually I'll work towards that level, too.

Anyway, I'm grateful for the support from my wife, Charlette, the tutors and my peers. Despite being unemployed, I feel like the luckiest person in the world. My lay-off had a detrimental effect on my performance during the course, but it was just as well, as it forced me to accept the closure of a long period of employment in my life.

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