Want to be a teacher in the capital city
From Thread 1
After an excruciatingly long flight to Tashkent all I could think about was finding my contact, Mark, and getting to a bed for some rest.
Mark had been living in Tashkent for two years as an assistant program director for a Peace Corps-funded educational development project. He had invited me to join his team at a local university. I was recently graduated from the Ohio State University with an M.A. in Russian history and I had no immediate job prospects, so I was glad for the chance, though I honestly had very little idea of what to expect in Uzbekistan.
When I finally had made it through customs at the airport, I walked through a small door and into a crowd of people waiting in the night air for friends and family – and a throng of pushy taxi drivers. I was being pressured by a particularly annoying driver when I was grabbed by the arm.
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