I didn't want to go there at all, because I'm still undecided if I want to teach, so I hoped that the internship would tell me somehow. The first morning at school, it looked like it was ringing at eight o'clock, the lights in the hallways went out, and the school went dark. It was terribly depressing, and I immediately said to myself that I couldn't do this for the rest of my life. Overall, I somehow lost my illusions that first day.
The first morning at school, it looked like it was ringing at eight o'clock, the lights in the hallways went out, and the school went dark.