Cum gasesti job in Noua Zeelanda(II)

Dupa cum va ziceam in articolul anterior(clic aici) situatia inceputului de 2016 nu este tocmai roza iar cei care vor sa-si caute de lucru prin Noua Zeelanda trebuie sa se zbata mult mai tare.

In continuare o sa va expun peripetiile unei tipe din Africa de Sud care a venit ceva vreme in urma cand era cumva mai usor ca acum. Dar intotdeauna sunt greutati. Povestea o am de la o agentie de imigrari NorthShore Immigration(textul este in engleza):

A NEW MIGRANT’S STORY

Hi All,

My name is Delia H and I have been attending the New Arrivals meetings for the past few months now. In fact, I attended my first one in June while on holiday with my husband. I wish that more people would attend these from the moment they arrive in Auckland as they are a great source of information and very encouraging for those of us faced with the daunting challenge of immigration.

I guess my adventure started on 7 August when I touched down at Auckland Airport. Quite an emotional beginning as I had left my husband and 9 year old twins in South Africa. But I was still excited and enthusiastic – here I was ready to take on New Zealand.

I was going to use the public transport system to get around (first myth), going to make sure I had interviews lined up each day (second myth) and that I was highly sought after in South Africa so was going to be snapped up for a position in a couple of weeks (third myth).

So let’s go back to the first myth – public transport. My husband and I visited in June and were very impressed with the bus system (we had a hired car but everybody said the buses were great). I mean look at the people I was staying with – the husband takes a bus to work each day – it drops him right outside his office in the city – sounds amazing!  It’s a little different when you don’t have a job and you have no idea where you next interview is going to be. My advice – you need a car, so make a plan – buy one, hire one, borrow one (just don’t steal one ). You need wheels to get around – you cannot be figuring out which bus or train to take and where it stops (or doesn’t stop!) when trying to get to an interview. So I figured by the time I’ve paid for a hire a car for 3 months, I probably could buy one for the same price. And that’s what I did – got a little run around which I fondly named my blue Ferrari. It’s the furthest thing from a Ferrari (which my son promptly pointed out when he saw the picture) but I have grown to love it and it has certainly been instrumental in my success here so far.

The next myth – having interviews lined up for each day. Those who have tried it and are trying know this just does NOT happen!  You can apply for hundreds of jobs through Seek and Trade me and all sorts of other search engines but be prepared for the silence. Aside from the automated responses, the chances of actually getting an actual reply to your CV are few and far between – let alone a call for an interview. So this really messed up my game plan. I did get many calls and interest from recruitment agents telling me what a great skill set I had, but the moment they heard I had no work visa, their enthusiasm waned and they were quick to end the call. This becomes very frustrating and disheartening as you know you have the skill but nobody is willing to even meet with you.

So I took my mobile phone with me everywhere – while running, walking, sleeping and even next to me when in the shower – I  didn’t want to miss that all important call. You can imagine my excitement when I got a call while out running one morning to invite me to an interview. I was overjoyed. I shined my shoes and ironed my shirt all ready for the big day. After all the advice I have just given you on having your own wheels, I didn’t even take the blue Ferrari – I caught the bus! My meeting was near Britomart in the city so it just made sense. The interview was with an agency who was really enthusiastic about my CV and was wanting to put me forward to the client the next day for an interview – until she realised I needed a job offer to secure my work visa (an oversight from her side and she apologised for getting me to come in). No problem, lady, it only cost me $11 for a return bus ticket – that’s no big deal. But it is when you are paying in another currency and this whole little trip actually cost R88(e vorba de ranzi sud-africani..pt. o conversie in lei faceti paritatea de 1NZD=2.7RON la cursul actual, verificati pe bnro.ro)! So there I was all dressed up with nowhere to go. So what do I do – I spend another R32 on a cup of tea at MacDonalds so I can use their free Wifi to google map my route home!

Let’s look at myth number three – I’ll be snapped up in a few weeks!! I had now come to realise that this was going to be a whole lot more challenging than I had anticipated. Yes, I had a great CV, in the New Zealand format and I had 15 years experience in the medical field, but how was I going to get in front of people and sell myself?  I wasn’t getting much joy from the recruitment agents either – many of them do not even understand the process of applying for a work visa, so they are reluctant to put you forward to their clients as they themselves have no idea how it works. So they see you as one big risk. I had nightmares of seeing my CV on millions of recruiters’ desks with a big red sticker on the folder stating ‘NO VISA!’ And when I did find a recruitment agency willing to see me it was not what I was used to. In South Africa, they tweek your CV to the various jobs they have on their files and put you forward to the client. Not here! I was told to send them three different versions of my CV so that I had a range of options to apply for. This I did and then I was told to contact them if I see anything suitable and then they would apply for me. One even told me to come back to them once I had a work visa as they would love to place me as I have good skills. I tried to explain that this would be pointless as having a work visa would mean that I have a job. I rest my case!  Don’t get me wrong, I am not bad mouthing recruitment agents, I am just saying that you have to make it happen, don’t wait for the recruiters to do it for you.

So what now? I got up each morning, got dressed and started working.  My job each day was to get a job. I was on a mission and nobody was going to stop me. I took that blue Ferrari and I networked – I went to businessmen’s breakfasts, meet & greet socials, backyard braais, book launches, tea parties, dinners with friends – you name it I was there. Everywhere I went I made sure that I networked with people, took down names and numbers, made mental notes of  who was there, exchanged email addresses – I felt like a networking guru. It was hard work and very draining as you always have to be on top of your game and totally switched on to everything that is going on around you. It was tiresome at times and on some occasions I wanted to decline dinner invites or coffee with somebody’s colleague who may have a contact but I pushed through and kept at it.

My motivation was my husband and two kids who were back in South Africa relying on me to make it happen. Weeks were going past and I was missing then terribly (emailing and skype is great, but when weeks turn into months it’s just not the same).

I was very fortunate to be staying with lovely people – they embraced me with open arms and I soon became part of the family. That’s another bit of advice I can share – surround yourself with positive people, don’t try and do it alone. When planning my journey I had said I wanted to get a flat of my own as I’m very independent and didn’t want to stay with other people. In hindsight, that would have been the worst thing for me. I don’t think I could have sat all alone in a little room by myself without any support. My ‘adopted’ family took me in, encouraged me and were there to give me a hug every now again when I needed it – they have been amazing and will be a part of my life forever.

I could go on for days sharing my experiences with you. There were good days and bad days, emotional days and sad days, but in the end you have got to want it that much that you will stop at nothing. And you have to have faith that it will all work out in God’s time. Your prayers will be answered and you have to believe in yourself and trust God.

My networking paid off – I had interviews at three different companies, all through word of mouth contacts for jobs that were not advertised.  The third one really was a case of me following up. I had met a guy while on holiday here with my husband in June. I went to see him again just after I arrived in August and he made mention of a contact that he had in the medical field. After some time I emailed him to remind him again to put me in touch with his contact. And it was after that that everything fell into place for me. That phone call home to my husband in South Africa was awesome – I woke him up and told him to resign and pack his bags.

My work visa took three days to be approved – record breaking time, I believe. And here is my last bit of advice for today – use a reputable Immigration Adviser based in Auckland. They are experienced advisors and they work with different cases every day. Who better to help you than people with hands on experience and I have not looked back. So thanks must go to the team at North Shore Immigration Services!

It’s been four months since I’ve seen my family and they arrive next week – in time for Christmas. I’d say that is a success story. My husband has been awesome and a pillar of strength for me from afar. I have had peace of mind knowing that my children were blessed with a wonderful Dad and were well taken care of while I have been so far away. I have many more stories to tell, but will have to save these for another time.

What I would like to say is thank you to all those who have played a part in this experience. I am so blessed to have been surrounded by a great support structure. Weekly phone calls of encouragement, advice and sometimes just an ear to listen. I have met many people along the way and have made friendships that will be cherished forever.

I know the feeling to be standing at a New Arrivals meeting listening to people who have just got job offers / work visas and wishing it would happen for me. I know how it feels to be desperate for that lucky break. I know how it feels to be apart from your spouse and children for months. I’m not the first and I won’t be the last so I hope I can pass that same support and inspiration on to others.

Noua Zeelanda din spatiu + alte imagini

N-am mai publicat de mult nimic dar aparitia urmatoarei imagini m-a facut s-o impartasesc:

Noua Zeelanda imagine din spatiuNoua Zeelanda vazuta din spatiu……magnifica, nu ?

DSC02254 DSC02171Muntele Taranaki..un fel de Fujiyama neozeelandez

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un lac in varf de munteDSC02220

una din miile de plaje dar asta-i cu nisip negru vulcanicFB_IMG_1443162351434

o zi de basmimage-2b488c086670a8f90bae91d2ffd059cc74e22d87a689733c3ac2cb66e15dd948-V

o forma perfecta de aloeciresi infloriti in Noua ZeelandaNoi nu avem festivalul ciresilor ca in Japonia dar nu-i asa ca-s superbi ?

Vaci in Noua Zeelanda

Niste vaci la pascut….pe langa casa….pe la marginea orasului !.facebook_1444556078010bolovanii Moeraki neobisnuit de mari si sferici de pe plaja Koekohe

WOMAD la New Plymouth

womad 2015

imagine preluata de pe site-ul oficial  womad.co.nz

Exista un festival  de muzica, arta si dans celebru pe aici numit WOMAD(World of Music, Art & Dance).

Vin tot felul de artisti din toate colturile lumii relativ mai putin cunoscuti. Exista si exceptii ca de exemplu Sinead O’Connor  sau Youssou N’ Dour – mai cunoscuti prin anii 90 – care participa anul acesta. In general mixul e destul de eclectic(de gustibus non dispuntandum) iar festivalul dureaza vreo 3 zile. Ca atare tot oraselul are mai toate locurile de cazare ocupate, strazile din zona parcului TSB(un fel de amfiteatru natural in aer liber). Am avut o surpriza dulce-amara: vine o formatie din Romania…. o fanfara….de fapt un taraf tiganesc Ciocarlia. Am numit experienta dulce-amara pt. ca auzind de Romania am zis oaauu dar cand am vazut trailerul de prezentare….era jalnic fata de celelalte formatii chiar si cele balcanice.

Bilant la sfarsit de 2014 ….

Dragii mei,

Blogul aiesta prafuit a ramas uitat intr-un colt de pod(pardon .. de…….internet).

Si asa probabil ramanea daca cei de la WordPress care imi asigura platforma de blogging nu mi-ar fi trimis un review(pe care puteti sa-l cititi mai jos daca va intereseaza).

Intentia initiala a fost sa impartasesc doar celor cativa prieteni, amici si cunostinte ramasi prin tara intr-o modalitate mai facila decat prin emailuri individuale. Adica cine e interesat sa intre pe blog si afla ce-l intereseaza.

Intre timp lumea s-a obisnuit ca am disparut din peisajul….romanesc si a considerat ca sunt bine-merci la capatul lumii atarnand intr-un hamac prins de vreo doi cocotieri vanjosi de pe o insula din Pacific, lipsiti de orice griji.


This photo of Giragala Village is courtesy of TripAdvisor

Geaba le-am spus ca nu-i chiar asa ca nu ne crede nimeni asa ca i-am lasat pe fiecare sa-si imagineze ce poate. :))

Apropo, ca fapt divers : nucile de cocos din magazinele locale nu sunt de pe aicea ci sunt aduse de prin nord de pe diverse insule din Pacific sau din Asia(de ex. Thailanda). Deci n-avem cocotieri ca altii.

Pentru noi a fost un an cu bune si cu rele, cu greutati si bucurii am visat si am fost fascianti cand am sosit apoi am dat cu fundul de pamant….am luat o gura de asfalt -vorba cuiva – ne-am mai revenit dar per global suntem fericiti !!

Citisem undeva ca „in clipa mortii nu regreti lucrurile gresite pe care le-ai facut in viata ci lucurile pe care ai fi putut sa le faci si nu le-ai facut.” Asa ca important e sa faci ceva, care va fi rezultatul nu depinde in totalitate numai de tine.

De greu, ne-a fost greu, bani se imputinau – cheltuielile de baza cresteau, cu locuinta a trebuit sa ne mutam de cateva ori. Initial cand ne-am gasit de lucru – ore putine si platite la minim iar mai tarziu si perioade de lucru de 12-14h in care singurul lucru pe care-l mai vedeam cand veneam acasa era masa, dusul si cu patul si…eventual mai vorbim in weekend !

Asa ca…. am fost sedusi de Noua Zeelanda si eram fascinati cand am sosit la fel cum sirenele ii vrajeau pe marinari,

Apoi tragandu-ni-se presul de sub picioare am inceput s-o uram,

De la vreme, la oameni, la tot ce reprezenta Noua Zeelanda!!

Cateodata ne socoteam AMR-ul(cat a mai ramas) pana plecam acasa.

Apoi cand am reusit sa castigam niste banuti am reinceput sa respiram ca inecatii cand ajung sa ia o gura de aer.

Ne-am simtit si tradati dar si ajutati…iar ajutorul a venit de multe ori de unde nu ne asteptam.

Intre timp am intrat in legatura si cu alti romani si am aflat de la fiecare povesti interesante cum au ajuns aici(unii cu aproape nici un ban in buzunar si pana la urma au razbit, altii aproape pe scara avionului pe picior de plecare cand au primit invitatia de a se prezenta la interviul salvator dupa luni de cautare de joburi s.a.m.d).

Si desi mini-bloguletul asta care statea pierdut undeva pe hardul unui serveras uitat de lume credeam ca nu-i citit de nimeni s-a constituit intr-o portita pentru niste romani plecati printr-o alta tara „capitalista” din emisfera nordica si care s-au hotarat sa se mute la sud pentru oportunitati mai bune.

https://i0.wp.com/www.stageplays.com/images/hello_is_there_anybody_there.jpgSi asa incepand de la un mail cu „Alo, sunt ceva romani prin Noua Zeelanda ?” continuand cu schimburi de informatii,  am ajuns sa ne petrecem revelionul de anul acesta impreuna aici. Nu aduce anul ce aduce ceasul, intr-adevar !!

Astfel am observat ca in era Google desi poti gasi tot felul de informatii, unele esentiale pt. noi veniti de ex. lipsesc aproape de tot ori sunt prezentate intr-o forma foarte cosmetizata si romantica pe site-urile de imigrari.

Pe forumuri mai gasesti din cand in cand ceva informatii dar oamenii raspund tarziu de multe ori(ca doar nu-i jobul lor asta si poate au postat doar odata si ei pe acolo). Iar de multe ori multi se balacaresc si mai exista si asa zisii hateri si trolli si brusc te simti pierdut in jungla.

Deoarece stiu prin ce am trecut m-am gandit ca in masura in care timpul imi va permite voi mai publica ceva informatii utile(in masura in care le cunosc si eu – deoarece nu sunt Mafalda si in scurta perioada de timp de cand suntem aici nu pot sa zic ca am ajuns sa cunosc tot).

Pe scurt cam asta a fost anul acesta iar mai jos sunt statisticile de care vorbeam mai devreme(nici nu credeam ca am avut asa de multi cititori).

Si pentru ca vom fi printre primii din lume care vom deschide sampania la miezul noptii va urez tuturor :

UN AN NOU FERICIT SI MAI PROSPER DECAT CEL CARE SE INCHEIE !!

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,500 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 25 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Scurt intro…

Salutare tuturor,

Avand in vedere ca toti suntem fascinati de  asa numitul ”capat al lumii de peste 7 mari si 7 tari” din basme m-am gandit sa deschid acest blog unde sa va impartasim anumite impresii pe care le traim sau prin care am trecut si la ce-om mai visa de ce nu in aceasta parte a lumii numita Noua Zeelanda.

Avand in vedere ca blogurile sunt un spatiu public si ca oricine poate avea acces la ele(si prietenii si dusmanii 🙂 ) voi urmari sa nu pun detalii personale(acestea le va primi fiecare prin metodele de comunicare obisnuite stabilite cu fiecare in parte).

Pe de alta parte, deoarece sunteti multi curiosi si nu apucam sa va trimitem la toti informatiile ”in timp util” o sa va rugam sa intrati din cand in cand pe blog si sa mai aflati de aici una alta.harta-noua zeelanda