Posts Tagged 'Marion' kindergarten '
So I call to Marion to arrange an appointment with her.
By bus 82 may be to go to Güzelbahçe out.
It's a long tedious route, in the uncomfortable, smelly bus.
Nice it is when you're finally out from Izmir: The bus leaves at some point along the sea, great views, which make one forget the uncomfortable situation a little.
From the bus station Yaka Mahallesi it is then only a short walk away. I walk through an archway, and I am on a beautiful, large green area: olive groves as far as the eye, a nice house and a huge playground.
I sit with Marion on the terrace, cozy and we drink coffee and talk. I feel very comfortable, Marion is a very likeable, outgoing woman.
She is originally from Germany and has now opened here with her Turkish husband, since late summer 2007, this bilingual kindergarten.
She tells me in the conversation run by the German School of Izmir, which is not far from the nursery and that there is currently an urgent help was needed - if I could also imagine that. Marion himself (graduate teacher) at the time was still working at the school because one of her sons went to school there.
Sure, I look at me, even!
Marion picked up the phone, I announced, and so it was that I got on the same day an interview at the German School in Izmir.
Enough settled.
It is time for the first interview.
Has now also a nice e-mail set up contact with the Takev-school and since this school of us from the next is - Marion's Kindergarten and the German School in Izmir are namely further out in Güzelbahçe - I decide, here is my first job interview to . agree
No sooner said than done.
But one thing I had not thought to pack: proper clothing for a job interview!
I had neither shirt nor "fine" pants, no, not even bimbo-shoes in my luggage!
Manure. So off to the shopping center!
The chick look is particularly important here, including bold makeup, nail polish, and as a hairdresser appointment is before the interview - as I learned from conversations with our friends.
For Turkish women and men, the chick the symbol for the modern woman and the only way to stand out from the lower layer. I think that's very bad, but it will probably just have time for the women here can claim to be otherwise than Chici Mici appearances.
This in turn our friends during our discussion, and not quite understood before there is confusion, you better stop then changes the subject. Football! Come here always!
Yes, now on closer inspection, the people on the streets here in our area - and the new background-it is also clear to me:
Either "farmer" or "chick" looks something in between you like a needle in a haystack.
