I was offered my ELT job with a provisional license and only because a different candidate declined. It was October, and the students had been in with a string of subs since the beginning of the year. I was excited about this job. I knew this was the role I wanted, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I had never been in a situation where I was the minority. I was the only one in the room who didn't speak Spanish, and it was really scary. Not the kids, not the teaching, but the idea of being embarrassed. Teachers are supposed to be the ones in charge... we know when you are texting under the table, we know when you are sneaking to the bathroom to see a friend, we have eyes in the back of our heads. In this moment, I couldn't even tell if they were asking to go to the bathroom.