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how’d i get into tutoring?

i’ve told this story a bunch of times, but let me give you the rundown again in case you missed it. i’ve been speaking english since i was like three, went to a language school, and studied linguistics. but honestly, i never wanted to teach. like, when my mom would tell me as a kid, “nastya, study hard! you could teach someday, maybe even open your own school,” it didn’t do anything for me. i wasn’t feeling it at all. i just studied because, well, what else was i gonna do?

when i was little, this daycare teacher told me i had a knack for languages, and i guess that stuck with me. turns out, languages are kinda the only thing i’m really good at

but here’s the thing - i didn’t get into tutoring for the money. one day, i just got it into my head that i wanted to share what i knew with others. back then, i was living with a friend, working as a waitress, and making enough to get by. then, my friend betrayed me (long story), i moved out, and started living on my own. that’s when i realized i didn’t wanna work in food service anymore

so, one night, i just randomly posted an ad on avito, and by the next morning, my phone was blowing up with people wanting lessons. at first, i worked with kids in person, but i slowly transitioned to online tutoring. i was really vibing with teaching, and i still love it! but for me, it was never just about the money

at first, i was charging like 250-500 rubles an hour, and i’d catch myself stressing about not having enough, which made the quality of my lessons dip. i had to keep reminding myself that i wasn’t doing this just for the cash. eventually, i leveled up as a tutor - raised my rates, went fully online, and started working with older students. i reached out to katya (we went to the same language school), and we teamed up. for like a year, neither of us were making much money

then, i decided to post my first tiktok, talking about my students and lessons. boom - my schedule filled up instantly, for both me and katya

now, i’ve got a big following, two awesome katya’s on my team, added a new subject, and honestly... looks like mom was right after all

give you the rundown – рассказать тебе вкратце / в двух словах
daycare – детский сад
that stuck with me – это засело у меня в голове / это запомнилось мне
blowing up – разрывался от звонков / у меня разрывался телефон от звонков
the quality of my lessons dip – качество моих уроков стало падать / ухудшилось
raised my rates – повысила свои ставки / подняла цену за занятия
i had a knack for languages - у меня был талант к языкам
transitioned - постепенно перешла
i reached out - я связалась / я обратилась
teamed up - сработались / объединились

меня просили сделать постик только на английском, давайте попробуем...

мнение?

знаете что я сделала кстати? просто заблокала всех, кто мне под этим видосом писал гадости. их было ДОХУЯ. и писали их угадайте кто? мужчины) а еще я ненавижу всех… да… именно сижу и всех оскорбляю в своих видео(

вот такая штуковина у меня имеется, друзья!

@zzhostix пишите с пометкой «кураторство»

я хочу еще добавить в кураторство общение только на английском в переписке и созвон, где я смогу определить уровень еще точнее, но это будет стоить дороже

10.000 рублей

что думаете?

я не знаю how people stay consistent в тиктоке

это so unbearable… представь you're standing in a room with like 500 people in front of тобой. some are hyping you up, throwing compliments, others не согласны and sharing their opinions, a couple of them are in the middle of some argument, sorting out their issues. еще некоторые literally just dropped their pants and crapped on the floor. and you’re getting bombarded with questions from all sides, but ты стоишь и смотришь на это. alone. you just want everyone to shut up and leave you alone хотя бы на день. без constant debates. ты try to walk into another room, but you're still thinking about what you saw, and every time you pass by them, it’s like you can't escape. it’s like peace and quiet in your mind is gone forever. и каждый вопрос feels like it’s a lowkey criticism, and you can’t even respond without some frustration

it sucks when you build your own space, try to attract нужных людей, and then randoms show up and ruin everything you’re doing. like, they do it on purpose