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Trixie heads into an exciting world of the unknown, and possibly the wandering hands of the rotund Mr Watson... looking forward to the next post!The mission of the Foreign Service Institute (FSI) is to deliver world-class diplomatic training and provide the career-long learning opportunities that U.S. government foreign affairs professionals need in order to excel in today’s global arena, advance U.S. foreign policy, and deliver on behalf of the American people.
FSI provides more than 800 courses—including up to 70 foreign languages—to more than 225,000 enrollees a year.
FSI is based at the George P. Shultz National Foreign Affairs Training Center in Arlington, Virginia.
Tuesday, February 5th, 2019, Montgomery Region Airport
As the Bombardier CRJ-700 regional jet backed away from the gate and headed to the takeoff runway, Trixie nervously tightened her safety belt in seat 16A, by the window with no one in seat B of the four across. She had never seen an airplane up close before and to be aboard and about to fly to Atlanta (Delta Connections flight 5246, 1 hour and 7 minutes flying time – fare before tax and fees $129). It all seemed close to a dream to the girl from the trailer park. But It was real – she was flying off to a new life.
Trixie gripped the armrests tightly as the plane gathered speed and seemed to hurtle down the runway at an impossible pace. She was surprised as she felt the nose lift up and the wheels were still rumbling down the tarmac. Then, a moment later they lifted off and the vibration was gone as the plane headed smoothly up into the sky with the roar of the massive twin engines just behind her driving the winged messenger faster and higher.
Trixie watched out her window as the ground moved away and became smaller, like a kind of toy set. Soon the flight attendant brought complementary nuts and a soda. Trixie munched and sipped as she watched mesmerized as the land far beneath slipped slowly but steadily by. Much sooner than she expected, the Captain came on the speakers and announced they were beginning their descent into Hartsfield–Jackson Atlanta International Airport. The plane circled once waiting for their place in the landing order, giving Trixie a good view of the massive complex of runways and terminals that looked as large as all of Conecuh County!
Tuesday, February 5th, 2019, FSI, Arlington Virginia.
The six training supervisors assigned to the new class of legal profession candidates met in a conference room in the James Madison induction center. They were a diverse group of FSI professionals, drawn by interest and availability to their current assignments. The four women and two men knew each other well and had worked together many times. They were all dedicated to working as a team to ensure as many candidates as possible navigated the organizational and academic challenges of the next seven weeks. Two of the women gave each other a little poke when they saw almost-obese Tom Watson join the group. With his seniority, he usually drew easier jobs than candidate supervisor. But he greeted all cheerfully and seemed happy to be there. The women also know Watson had an eye for young women with slender figures. But they knew the rotund man with almost thirty years of service in, would not risk his job or pension with one of the candidates. Nevertheless, they whispered to each other and agreed to make sure the candidates received the full sexual harassment training.