New horizons

So, about two weeks ago, Theresa got a phone call. After she heard the words 'you have the job' I don't think she heard much else! In fact, at that point in time, there wasn't anything else she wanted to hear. That could come later. But not much later, as we had a lot of work to do before we could depart for Singapore in just five months time.
A lot of work had gone into that final phone call. Months earlier Theresa had been scouring countless job sections on the Net in the hope of finding a job in the Far East. They were few and far between to say the least. We soon realised that our 'choice' of wanting to go to either Thailand or Malaysia was not a 'choice' but 'pie-in-the-sky'. If we were to go there then the jobs would have to fall right. They didn't and after Christmas and into the New Year the job front started to look a little shaky with less and less to even apply for let alone realistically get an interview for, much less a job. Then a job arose in Singapore. In one of the premier schools out there. Only one snag, it was a Drama job with a Dance outlet. Undaunted Theresa applied for the post.
Strangely, before she had seen the post advertised Theresa had been told that the CEO of Tanglin Trust School had also been the Head of Sandringham School. Her current employers. Curious, she thought, was it a sign. A little after she applied another strange coincidence occurred. A colleague at school said his 'best mate's dad' was head of HR at Tanglin and he was get him to put in a good word for her. A true to his word he did. The message came back that she needn't have worried as Theresa was pretty assured of getting an interview. Nail biting time! Finally she received an email informing her she would be interviewed forthwith at the end of the week in London. Panic, then calm, the panic again ensued as Theresa tried to collect every shred of evidence of her teaching abilities and place them in a portfolio. She succeeded by the skin of her teeth and went for interview at the Institute of Directors in Pall Mall that Friday. The interview went well and, thinking her work was done, Theresa settled nervously to await the outcome. Little did we know that yet another interview lurked around the corner and that following Saturday morning I took the kids round a friends house while Theresa had interview number two with her future head of department via Skype. Then, more waiting. It felt interminable. Theresa had discovered that out of the four candidates they had only seen two, herself included, in that week. They still had two to go! Finally, after two and a half weeks of waiting, the phone call came. The job was her's. Now came the hard work!