Showing posts with label real life migrant stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label real life migrant stories. Show all posts

Sunday, June 6, 2010

My Journey to New Zealand

New Zealand Migrants Journey
Written by: A. Boiser


Unlike Australia, Canada, and USA, New Zealand (NZ) isn’t famous as a migrant destination in the Philippines. It was year 2005 when our friend gave us an idea of migrating to NZ, followed by another friend who settled in Christchurch.

My main reasons for migration, which are probably similar to most people who took their chances, are my children’s future, my desire to earn a decent income and to explore a different country. During the information-gathering-stage, the education system of New Zealand got me interested and of course the free education for primary and secondary school (elementary and high school) that New Zealand was providing was also a bonus.


On top of that, I also saw several advantages on my children’s behalf if I can successfully settle in NZ. Aside from the country’s high educational standard, which would benefit my children if they will finish their schooling in NZ, I can also save money for the cost of their (supposedly) elementary and high school education (as this is free as mentioned above) which is very expensive in the Philippines. Well, in the Philippines I have the option of sending my children to public school but I’m not really planning to do so.

During that time, we were looking for some place to migrate and one of our options was Canada. We went to one of the agencies located in Baclaran and attended to few of their seminars and evaluations. However, the agency and immigration fee didn't seem to be practical. It was estimated that we will be spending more than one million pesos for the whole process so I decided not to pursue our Canada application and just try my luck in NZ.

EOI(Expression of Interest)

After I decided to pursue our family’s application to NZ, I started browsing through the website of NZ immigration to gather facts about new Zealand and the application process. I checked the online assessment to see if I can qualify under the Skilled Migrant Category (SMS) based on the points they are requiring to be selected. During our time, the points needed to be qualified were 100. But the policy changed and as far as I know, they are currently requiring 110 to 140 points. (Please see latest poll section here, www.immigration.govt.nz)

I submitted my EOI on February 2005 with the following point values; Education = 50 points (4-5 years degree), Work experience = 25 points (2 to 10 years experience) and age = 25 points (30 to 39 years old).

My EOI was selected three months later and it was assigned to Bangkok office, so any communication with regards to the application was to be made to Bangkok office. A start of my journey, I would say. I received my first letter from my Visa Officer (VO) on October 2005, stating that my school Saint Mary’s College, Tagum City is not included in the list of NZ accredited schools.

Because of this, I still had to apply for an assessment to the New Zealand Qualification Authority (NZQA), a body that assesses ones qualifications. This was my first fault because I was not paying much attention to the step by step procedure of application. Because of my insufficient knowledge regarding the NZQA process, I ended up seeking help from an Immigration consultant, which was a huge help in terms of furthering my knowledge regarding the application but likewise meant an additional expense. I wouldn't have gone through this situation if only I have done the following tips below.

TIP:
1. Do your research, read information on the website before filling up the EOI form.

2. Enter information on EOI form CORRECTLY (follow instructions!!) and HONESTLY (false statement is a NO NO!) to avoid problems in the future. Your VO will contact your employer, your references and your school (and if you think they don't give much attention to this. You are wrong).

3. Collect as many supporting documents as you can that has got something to do with your work e.g. employment certifications, tax records, promotion letters, SSS contributions, etc. Have it handy just in case your VO needs it. (Remember: The faster you provide the VO these documentations, the faster the progress of your application will be.)

4. Educate yourself, sign-up to egroup (online groups) regarding NZ and learn from them. Ask questions. Remember: “there’s no stupid question only stupid answers”. You DONT need a consultant if you know the step by step procedure.


NZQA (New Zealand Qualification Authority)

I prepared all the documents needed for NZQA like diploma, transcript of records, S.O, (original and certified true copy) and handed all these paperwork to the consultant to be submitted to the VO. The assessment result was good and my ‘migrant application’ was reconsidered. My 5-year full time, Bachelors Degree in Civil Engineer was assessed as level 6 Diploma of Engineering equivalent in NZ (OMG! That was a bad call on my behalf.
My 5-year of hard-work, only came down to a DIPLOMA based on the NZ standard? You gotta be kidding me!!! ). But anyway, my feelings towards this was the least of my priorities at that time, all I was thinking of is the continuity of my application process.

After passing the NZQA assessment, I had a constant contact with my VO regarding my work experiences. Here, I encountered a lot of problems especially around contacting the company that I worked with, which have already closed/shutdown. I was asked to provide information such as SSS contribution, tax records and etc. Bottom line is, I had to support/justify (in any way possible) the work experiences I have written down and declared on my EOI.
That’s why, when entering data on your EOI you have to make sure that you can supply genuine documents supporting your claimed/declared job experience. And this is not limited to job experiences, it also applies to school credentials, birth certificate, marriage contract, etc.


IELTS (International English Language Testing System)

On top of these paperwork, I was also required to take IELTS exam, which could be a hurdle for most (well it was for me!). NZ immigration is requiring a band score/total average score (averaging the four elements included in IELTS: reading, writing, listening, and speaking) of 6.5 and not one of these elements can have a score below 5.0.
To prepare for the exam, I enrolled to ERLI review center in Pasay to improve my English language skill. I find that this review center is really helpful as their method of teaching is more focused on practical tests rather than English theories per se. The secret of passing IELTS is to constantly go through the work materials, handbooks that the center is providing (if for instance you chose not to attend a formal review classes, going through the over-the-counter IELTS handbooks/practice tests is also helpful).
In the review, we took tests that were similar to the actual IELTS. In this way, you will know which part/s of the test you are weak at and concentrate on it. Once the scores in the practice tests you are taking are passing, you’ll gain the confidence to take the actual test.
To tell you a little bit about my own IELTS experience, ‘Speaking’ was the element among those four that I find the scariest. I can still remember, I was sitting on the hallway with the other examinees, we were all waiting for our names to be called. As soon as my name was called, I entered the room, and there is saw the examiner, who was happily waiting, and a tape recorder, which was immediately turned on as soon as the interrogation-like scenario started. It was pretty scary but as I have mentioned earlier, as long as you have prepared, there is no reason for you to fail the test.

TIP:
1. Listen to BBC news. Watch movies like Harry Potter and/or other British accent movies. Imitate the way they speak (I know this is sounds weird but you have to familiarize yourself with their accent, which is a little too different from an American accent, which, (we )Filipinos have always learnt).
This is very helpful in IELTS Listening exam. This will also come very handy when you arrive in NZ as you must be understood by the local people when you speak and vice versa to create a sensible conversation. In fact, communication barrier is one of the few reasons why some migrants cannot get an employment. Even if you’re skills/experiences/knowledge are excellent, if you can’t communicate, all these credentials are useless.
2. Enroll in call center trainings to improve your English speaking skills. This will boost and build up your confidence to speak in English.
3. Motivate yourself to speak English if you have the chance. If you’re not comfortable talking to your peers in English, look in the mirror and talk to yourself, or find someone you can comfortably talk to. The main point is practice every day.


MEDICAL Test

Another step is to do the medical exam for the whole family. We didn't encounter any difficulties in regards to this apart from the medical fee which costs us Php20,000 for the whole family.


ITA (Invitation To Apply)

After a year processing the EOI application, we lodged our ITA application on February 2006. And it was the same old story. My papers had to undergo another series of verification, exchange of emails to my VO regarding employment and other bits and pieces that was required.
During this stage, I was asked to submit tax records, SSS summary contribution, letter from employer, etc. Each of these documents was asked simultaneously, so you could only imagine how much time the completion of these paperwork has taken. Instead of complaining about the ‘wait’ , I devoted my time revising my Resume/Curriculum Vitae (CV), and cover letter, searching and applying for possible jobs. However, the replies were all the same “please let us know when you arrived in NZ for personal interview, blah blah”. But hey! These applications were not useless at all.
As a matter of fact, the company that gave me a job when I arrived in NZ is one of those companies I have applied for two years before my arrival in NZ. So I have to say, pushing you’re luck is not a bad thing at all!

PERSONAL INTERVIEW

Another year has passed and our family received the personal interview invitation. At this stage, it was almost crystal clear that our application for skilled migrant was going to be approved in due time because this interview is only a ‘formality’, wherein your VO will see to it that you’re ready for migration. I don't think anyone fails in this interview (I’m not sure though).
This part is the most exciting yet the most nerve-wracking experience. The principal applicant (that was myself), together with his/her partner(husband/wife) was to have a face-to-face interview with the VO (most migrants will consider this as the most expensive part because at the time, the interviews were usually held in Bangkok, Thailand). In our case, the interview was held in Manila.
The interview was held in NZ immigration office in Ayala, Makati. We were scheduled to attend a 2pm session but we arrived earlier than asked to keep ourselves relaxed and focused. There were a few people who were also attending the interview, but I would say there wasn't much tension around compared to what I felt when I was about to take the IELTS examination. The interview turned out good despite of some difficulties around her Chinese-British accent.
TIP:
1. Do your homework. Search on questions that your VO might ask. You may start composing your answer and practice it seriously. Some of the basic questions are, “Why did you choose NZ as a place of migration?” “What preparations have you made in regards to your migration to NZ?”
2. Be motivated in developing your English speaking, writing, and listening skills. I couldn't emphasize more how crucial this is. If your VO is not satisfied with your English skills, s/he might decline your application. Ask your partner (wife/husband) to practice English as well because there are some parts of the interview that is intended for her/him.
3. When you get nervous, take couple of deep breaths and notice the tingling fading away. Please remember that the more you resist nervousness, the more it persists in your mind.

WTR (Work To Residence)

Seven months from the date of our personal interview, (took awhile aye?) we received the WTR invitation. After receiving this, we needed to provide them the completed application form, application fee and show money (pocket money you will be using when you are already in New Zealand). In terms of the financial requirement of this process, It would be safe to say that without the necessary funding, this stage could be a little bit challenging.
The show money that we needed was a minimum of NZ$3000/head or Php96,000/head as per immigration requirement. Since we are four in the family, we needed around Php 400,000 (ouch!) and because of our insufficient funding, we had to borrow money to our family and friends to suffice the said amount. Some people choose to borrow money from the bank. But be extra mindful that a loan goes with an interest. The faster you return the money you borrowed, the lower the interest you’ll be paying. Keep in mind that it is important that you are dealing with the bank itself or from someone you know and can be trusted!!!
While waiting for the result of our WTR application, I took a 10-day training in Tekla Structures (steel detailing) and Revit (3D modeling).

TIP:
1. Upgrade your skills based on the advertised roles in NZ jobs website (e.g. trademe jobs, www.seek.com ). Anticipate the skills that you need most (eg. for engineers, CAD skills is a big advantage). Perhaps try shifting or doing CAD works upon starting your EOI, I know it’s a downgrade to most of the engineers in Philippines and you cannot afford to do CAD because of your pride (ego). But I tell you, most of the engineers here that has CAD skills has great chances of getting a job (It’s worth it, I tell ya!)
Another five months passed and we finally received the WTR approval after a total of THREE YEARS waiting period (Thank God). Meaning; our skilled migrant application was approved and we were issued a WTR visa. Depending on the immigration policy, WTR visa entitles you to work in NZ with a given deferral period.
In our case, we were granted a 6-month period but the policy (as of 2009) usually provides migrants with a 9-month. Within this deferral period, the principal applicant must work in NZ with relevant job for at least 3 months to qualify for the permanent residency application. I have to say, this is where most migrants are struggling.
If one can’t find a relevant job within this period, he/she may apply for a work visa or go home with shattered dreams (this statement is not to scare you, but the unfortunate truth is, it happens to some). That’s why preparation while in your country is very crucial, specifically around employment and English skills.

I had a little drama during this stage. Everything was all sorted--Visa was on hand, all the paperwork were ready—apart from one of the most important things as a migrant--MONEY. I needed at least Php 100,000 on top of my airfare, and as I have mentioned we were short of funding.
I tried to ask for help from my close relatives and friends, but everyone seemed to be on the same boat-everyone was short of funds. But God was (and still is) really good to us, there was a certain amount of money expected from my wife’s job separation, so I decided to wait for that to be made available.

While waiting for the money, I again started to search for NZ companies operating in Manila to try my luck. And Yes it blew my way! I found two companies, which is in line with my profession--civil/structural engineering. I immediately emailed my CV, stating my interest to work for their company as a trainee while in the Philippines and transfer to NZ branch when everything is sorted.
After my appeal, I was offered a three month trial period and the possibility of being sent to NZ by the company (all expenses paid by them) if I satisfy them with my work performance. I took the offer and resigned on my present job at the time.

I wouldn't say this was the best move because I was well aware that I was putting my chances of getting a ‘real’ job in NZ, that might better fit the requirement of the NZ system in regards to the approval of residency, in jeopardy. The fact is, once you’ve been issued a WTR visa, your deferral period starts on the date of WTR visa issuance.
Hence, by accepting the three-month training I was at the same time using up the three months of my (6-month) visa. But I was left with no other choice but to put my trust in God.

I have completed the three-month trial, unfortunate and oddly enough, the company didn’t pursue my application. I can’t believe what they’ve done, I could only think of the recession and the company’s financial crisis as the reason why they dropped my application.
And in all honesty, I still believe it would have been more helpful if they advised me about their decision earlier as they are aware that I did not have the luxury of time to mock around.

I was really shocked about the decision because I was confident that I performed well enough to get the job. In fact, the manager even announced during our team meeting that they will be sending me not long after the meeting was held.

I would admit that was one of the sad days of my life. With 3 months left on our deferral period, I couldn’t help but to think of the 3-years processing time, the money, could just possibly go to nothing. I was filled with pessimism, thinking about some of those who had been granted a two year deferral period are still unsuccessful with their relevant-job search.
But I already left my job, I already gambled who knows how much money that was, most of our belongings were already sold, some were given to our families and friends. So from then I knew—there was no turning back. Instead of focusing on the things that had already happen, I focused on my NZ journey.
I thought about going to NZ without my family and use the remaining 3 months of my visa to find a job (the reason why I didn't want us to go altogether is because I wanted to provide my family a sense of security when they arrive in NZ).

As soon as we have received the long-awaited, final pay of my wife, which I used to purchase my airfare and the rest as my pocket money, I flew to NZ. Realizing that everything in my life has already been planned by God, that my path has already been laid before I was born, and that someone higher than ourselves was in control, I waved HELLO to NZ!

HEADING TO NZ

My wife and I discussed about my plan of going ahead of them to NZ and they will follow as soon as I get a job. Sounds easy—but as we always say—its far easier said than done. There was an enormous pressure of getting a job within a short time frame.

I flew to NZ via Cathay Pacific and arrived on the 15th of June 2008 (Sunday 6am-middle of winter, whew!). Coming from a tropical country, you could only imagine how the weather stimulated every single follicle of my body. I felt like I was put in a freezer. Sampang referred me to a Filipino couple who can provide me a temporary shelter.

The wonderful Obnial family guided me on my first month in NZ and. They didn't only provide me with physical security (shelter) but most importantly a spiritual security by introducing and guiding me to get to know more our creator (God the almighty).


The following day (Monday) was the start of my job hunting. I started contacting the companies and people who I had applied for while in Philippines. I advised them that I was already in NZ and was able to attend interviews. Some of them responded and I immediately had my first interview the next morning, and then another in the afternoon after my arrival. While waiting for my interview, I maximized my time by opening a bank account (remember: opening a bank account is important as all salaries/wages are deposited through a bank.


Plus, having a bank account helps you monitor your available balances, bills that are coming through, etc) . Despite of the heavy rain (not to mention, occasional nasty hail shower) and undoubtedly freezing temperature, I was able to finish 7 scheduleed interview in a week (4 of these was arranged while I was in Manila).

TIP:

1. As soon as you receive your WTR visa, start sending applications and provide a specific date of your arrival in NZ to the employer so they can arrange a personal interview with you.

2. Again, practice speaking English, this is your tool to get the job.

3. Revise your CV (Have someone to check it too) suiting the role you are applying for, be specific on what you’re good at. CATER your specialty! They don’t admire jack-of-all-trade kind of guy. (I will post a sample CV and cover letter soon).

4. During the interview, address the interviewer in her/his first name, NOT SIR/MA’AM


On my second week I attended “seconds” of my initial interviews from previous week. Fortunately, I received two job offers related to my skills. BUT, I didn’t stop there, I still attended the set of interviews scheduled for the second week. Thursday that week, I received another job offer.

But I still have a remaining interview the next day (Friday), I gave it another go despite of the bad weather and transportation issues. (its better to have more options. You are given a certain amount of time to decide. Make use of that). Id like to play safe!—nothing wrong with that.


I received my fourth job offer in the afternoon of Friday. I had four options. And guess what? The very last interview I had, where I was offered a job as well had the highest salary among the four. But most importantly, It is one of the biggest construction companies in NZ. With a complete package like that, I accepted the offer and started working for them on my third week of stay in NZ. What a wonderful blessing from God despite of the trials that I had been through.


My family was very happy when I told them the good news. They immediately arranged the airline tickets, bought some winter clothes at Greenhills and Tagaytay (Ukay-Ukay) and prepared themselves to fly to NZ.

Preparation for my family arrival

On my fourth week in NZ I started looking for a two-bedroom house for my family (again, all made possible with the help of the Obnial family, who has generously driven me from houses to houses). After a mission of house-searching, I I finally found a 2-bedroom house in Birkdale. A block with a 4 separate door/access for each tenant.

The location is not that good because it was a bit far from the mall and the church but its distance from the school, where I enrolled my children to, wasn't too bad. The rent was $300/week or $1200/month (Php38,000). (REMINDER: NZ houses/rents are a little too pricey). Wow! I felt as though I was paying a posh-owned condo or a decent house in Manila. But nope, it’s just the typical Auckland weekly rental.


So it would be safe to say that If your salary is within the minimum range, say $15/hour and you’re working full time (40hrs/week), half of your salary will go to your house rent and half of it will go towards your other family expenses. If your goal is to acquire money like what I was aiming before, it will probably take longer than you thought to attain that goal. But of course with some exceptions like if you’re doing business or living alone.

There is also an option of doubling or tripling your job if you want to earn more, but the your tax increases along with your income. Needless to say, it could well mean an effort wasted and/or lesser time spent with your family.


Back to my preparation, I bought several second hand items like bed, mattresses and other stuff with the help of some friends. I also received some free items from them like rice cooker, small TV, plates and many more. In other words, settling here in NZ is not that difficult because of our good old tradition of bayanihan (helping each other).

Finally, my family arrived exactly a month after my arrival and started a brand new life here in. Please read adjustment period to learn more how we cope some of the difficulties here in NZ.


PERMANENT RESIDENCY

Acquiring the permanent residency was not really hard for me because of the support I got from the company I am working for and the relevancy of my work to my skills. All I did was extended my WTR visa after a month of employment (this is to avoid the possibility of my visa being expired while waiting for the pending result of our permanent residency application)before getting a 3-month pay slip.

My visa was extended for another 3months (allowing me to have 5 months leeway= 2 months left from the initial visa granted to us plus another 3 month extension) while the wait for my 3-monthly payslip as per requirement for the approval of the residency continues. (NB: Everyone who holds a 6month WTR will be granted a 3 month extension if they get a relevant job within their deferral period.)


TIP:

1. Constantly communicate with your visa officer, update your status and follow-up.


After the completion of my 3-month payslip, I sent it to my visa officer and received the Approval of Principle in October 2008. From then, we just submitted the migrant levy of $1200 and our family’s passport, an that was it.

We received our residency the following month (November 2008) and it was the happy ending of my struggle to get here in NZ. Thank God.

Although my NZ permanent residency experience was not as dramatic as some of the stories you might have heard or yet to hear. I would still consider this stage as the most crucial of all.


I hope that my story and the other stories in this blog will help you in your journey to NZ or anywhere in the world. May this serve as an inspiration and motivation for you to carry on.


Don’t give up. Keep your self esteem intact! KEEP your faith in HIM at hand!

Real life nz migrant stories

NZ life fails Chinese migrants' expectations - study
NZPA March 24, 2010, 11:48 am
 

Chinese migrants find the reality of living in New Zealand much harder than they expected, according to a new study.
Recent migrants working in Auckland's food and retail sector as either employers or employees found life harder than what they left behind in China, the researchers from Massey and Auckland Universities found.
The study found a distinct gap between expectation and reality, according to two of its authors, Professor Paul Spoonley and Dr Carina Meares.

The research participants chose to live in New Zealand for reasons including the lifestyle, the cleaner, less-crowded environment "and the possibility of a better future for their children".
But many were finding life tougher than what they left in China.
"Pre-migration, participants describe daily lives characterised by regular work hours and full social lives.
"Post-migration, hard work, long hours and quiet social lives are the common themes of interviewees' daily lives."

A former company manager in China who now runs a food business said his life in New Zealand was much more stressful than in China.
"I have to do both manual work and management work in my business. I do everything. I have no personal life at all, only work."

Some participants referred to their lack of social life and entertainment as having a "simple" or "peaceful" life, while others identified it as a source of loneliness and isolation.


However, some participants said they appreciated Auckland's less crowded, less polluted environment, and enjoyed having greater personal freedom and more opportunity. Some felt their children had greater job prospects in China once they had completed their education in New Zealand.
Researchers surveyed 40 employees and employers who had been in New Zealand for an average of six years since they were granted permanent residence.

"The overwhelming story here is about the way in which migrants have to rely on their own personal networks for help with settlement and -- at times -- the indifference of some New Zealanders and New Zealand organisations," the report said.

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Skilled Migrant Sad Fate
 Source: NZHerald

As not known by many, not all migrants has a good story to tell. This story is one of many sad journey of skilled migrant here in New Zealand.


Lourdes Sarmiento thought she would be starting a dream new life. Instead, she has faced numerous setbacks after being unable to find a relevant job, even with a three-month extension to her initial three-month visa and sending out hundreds of applications.


Now on a visitor's visa, the 44-year-old former cruise ship chief accountant is unable to pay international fees for her two sons, Azil Dominiku, 14 and Alexis Dominic, 6, to go to school.


This is the words from Ms Sarmiento.
"We moved to New Zealand because we wanted my children a better life. Instead they don't even have a school to go to when the term starts next month."
Ms Sarmiento is one of several migrants who have watched their dream turn into a nightmare.


read more here.


A STORY: AJERO FAMILY
Written by: Tzik Ajero


We found out about new Zealand in no accident. Whatever your spiritual beliefs are, I’d like to stick on mine as I tell you about my story—our family’s story, saying it was God’s plan.


I’d like to begin this by sharing with you why ‘migration’ was an option for our family first and foremost. I was raised in a simple yet a relatively ‘stable’ family—an average sized house, a family car, private schools for both my brother and myself, occasional out of town getaways, three times a day full meals.

Nothing too fancy—but nothing necessary (within the scope of the general definition of ‘necessary’) was not provided. My mum and dad both hold a degree in accounting and are both Certified Public Accountants (CPA). Mum worked in different areas of finance, you name it—banks, universities, schools, international businesses, whilst dad pursued an IT-accounting career path.


Id have to admit we have always wanted/ thought about moving out of the country. But it has never become part of our concrete future planning until the ‘stability’ I thought we had started to fall apart. Dad, who was then working as the VP of a project for SUN microsystem and mum, who was the Director for Finance of International School of Manila both lost their jobs—simultaneously.

Wouldn’t you just consider that as a classic example of ‘strange turn of events’? I would definitely say so! From then on, both my parents were in ‘non-stop’ search for employments. Interviews were left and right, but luck didn’t blow our way in the slightest way. Perhaps, it wasn’t just meant to happen.

It wouldn’t have been that hard if a zero family income matches a zero everyday expense—but that was nowhere close to possible. Bills carried on as they always do, food had to be bought, life and its cost went on—in other words, finances were tight. With the whole family’s survival at stake, my parents thought about putting our good old ‘American dream’ into a prospect—this time we had no other option. With our taut finances and visitors’ visas on hand that provided our family with no security/assurance whatsoever, both my parents took their chances and flew to the USA in 2005.


“USA! YAY! Dream come true. I couldn’t think of anything better”.—“Nope. Nah-dah!” It didn’t feel anything close to that. Coming from a close-knit family, we needed to battle not just the physical stresses and pressures (eg. Getting an employment as soon as possible) but also the emotional burden each member’s absence brought to us. Blessed enough, my parents both had found employments that would temporarily provide our family, however, the application process for the family’s permanent migration in the US is a no joke.

Whilst their stay in the US, both my parents maximised their stay and tried every odds and ends just to get our whole family there. But nothing seemed to have worked—‘visa application denied’ was a typical frustration for the family then. After 7 months of stay, they had to come home (Philippines) without a hope for our possible migration to the country.


None of our worries were eased upon their return, in fact it felt even scarier that the attempts we made were of no help and our finances were even tighter. Months passed, it was the same old story—parents in search for job, but not in a slightest bit the situation was any different. Dad decided to go back to the US (this time without mum) just to give it a ‘last’ good try. We were all POSITIVE and WISHFUL. But believe it or not, after few months of stay, it was still a NO!! Another pile of cash down the drain.


I can still remember it was a gloomy, hot afternoon when everyone was DESPERATE to find a living. ‘Migrate to NEW ZEALAND?’ that was one of the advertisements posted in the Philippine start by SAMPANG AGENCY. As hesitant as everyone would have been, mum did cut the ad off and asked dad for his opinion. They both gathered information about New Zealand (job vacancies, cost of living, etc) and we found that it was PERFECT for my brother’s case, who was then turning 21, as NZ allows children to be dependents until the age of 24 unlike other countries that have younger cut off. Yet another ‘risky’ attempt, in fact even riskier.

But as my parents always say “whatever it takes for the sake of the betterment of our (myself and my brother’s) future ”. We applied for New Zealand through the assistance of SAMPANG agency who educated us about the requirements needed for the application process. They described New Zealand as a haven, which was somehow true (but the ugly truth is, its not always the case). As for our family, it was another HOPEFUL move—but id have to say being hopeful is not always bad.


We were really coming to the ends. Every penny we had was out to the agency and to the other requirements like medical, which costs a fortune for four people, IELTS, which both my parents had to take in Thailand (that definitely added to our financial strain), NZQA, etc. With the help of our good LORD, these requirements’ results were turning out accordingly. My parents passed IELTS, medical results turned out to be normal, the NZ point system qualified my mum to be the principal applicant for the family. GREAT!! However, these ‘good news’ didn’t guarantee us of anything yet. It didn’t change our soaring situation of an “increasing expense yet a zero income!!!”. We were unsure if we were doing the right thing this time around.

Wee by wee we started to liquidate the little blessings we used to enjoy—car, occasional trips, even our daily food was compromised. Budget had to be cut down—BIG time! You could just imagine what a life-changing and humbling experience that was!
Despite of this struggle, we held on to our faith that “GOD Will provide”. While waiting for our visa to be approved, there were a few sacrifices that had to be made--a lifestyle we had to give up, a sense of fear that had to be felt. It was in due time that my brother passed the licensure exam for Mechanical Engineering that allowed him to be employed in San Miguel as one of the production engineers. Not long after, mum finally got a job as the accountant of Lyceum University of Batangas, which however required her to be relocated and be away from us again (talk about a little sacrifice). But hey, that was a blessing that job patched up our everyday expenses.


After a year and a half upon application, my parents were granted a 6 month work to residency visa, my brother a visitor’s visa (which didn’t allow him to work at any time until the approval of our residency) and myself a student visa (which limited me from going to university unless I can afford to pay an ‘international student’ fee-- NZ$20K per year).

The approval of this visa was such a relief but at the other end of the spectrum, there was a pressure of getting mum a related job within the 6 month (a very short) time frame with all of our statuses are at stake.


Before leaving, we had to run quite a FEW errands. Setting aside our sentiments, we packed our bags, threw some stuff, given away some belongings--literally cleared up every corner of the house as we decided to have it rented. Letting go of these material things was hard enough, but saying goodbye to our family and friends was even harder, geez was that unforgettable?! I must admit, at 16, I was then half hearted to leave—almost would have chosen to stay if I had a choice.


Dad arrived 2week ahead before we did (which by the way I thought was a good idea). He initially lived with one of the Filipino families who we have made an arrangement with before dad’s arrival (recommended by SAMPANG agency as well). Within the first two weeks, dad spent his time finding a place (apartment) for the whole family. He did not waste a minute of his time finding a job of his own—but unfortunately there was no success for him then. Perhaps his arrival on a Christmas season had a huge bearing on that as most NZ companies are closed over the yuletide period.

Two weeks after, we arrived. No other statement can explain how it felt apart from ‘mixed emotions’— a feeling of ‘joy’ that after a long wait, the opportunity had finally arisen and at the same time a ‘scary’ feeling that we were clueless of where to begin with our new journey (not everyone would have felt the same. But just in case you do feel like what I did—I say its perfectly normal). Don’t get me wrong, New Zealand is a nice, retreat-like place, but if you were raised in a busy city (paranaque) like myself, there is no doubt you’ll be missing home. It did take ‘getting used to’ to like such a serene atmosphere.

The first apartment we lived in, I thought was little bit expensive for its size. It was a little too small but it actually looked like a ‘house’ rather than an old building you usually see on TV when people talk about ‘apartments’. The one thing I can vividly remember was that tiny home was almost unfilled. With a very small amount of pocket money we had, dad only purchased second hand things that we can afford and were superbly necessary—an old, grubby 3-seater couch, a round wobbly dining table, and three non matching chairs.

And the other few things we had was an electric stove, which was part of the apartment’s amenities, a personal computer, which dad brought from the Philippines, and our luggage that only include our clothes and few other cooking/eating utensils. To be completely honest, with the wrong mind set, you could easily fall under the pit of self pity or remorse. But it wasn’t the priority then—more than anything else it was the survival that mattered the most.


We spent the first few days finding our way around our area. Even though we are equipped with the ability to speak English, a simple conversation with anyone with a kiwi (nz) accent was a mission. It was almost as though they were speaking a completely unknown language. People in nz are nice enough, of course with a few exceptions. They are noticeably friendly, and acquaintances are not often hard to establish. But it doesnt often stay like that. Perhaps a ‘no-string-attached’ kind of relationship is a common theme. A little too different from a Filipino culture.


Going back to our journey, dad had to get an odd job as a grocery assistant just so he can support the family whilst mum was in search for an accounting-related job as per requirement of ‘nz permanent residency’. Since we left the Philippines (January of 2007), only four months was left from the 6month that we were granted upon.

Who said that was easy? Every day was a job hunting day—from 50 odd online applications every single day, some door to door company applications, none of the companies that got back to mum’s application was turned down by us—any accounting job we are after! It was very noticeable how the descriptions of the job vacancies require a new Zealand experience from the applicants for them to be considered in the position. So it didn’t remain a mystery why more than half of mum’s applications had gotten back just to say “we regret to inform you that your application was unsuccessful due to enormous number of high calibre participants”.

Some companies/agencies had worded their default messages a little harsher than the one mentioned. Based on our experience, it seems as though tertiary education provider was an important element in choosing the ‘high calibre’ applicants, and so no matter how vast mum’s employment history/experience was, it didn’t matter much. By the looks of it, it felt as though if you want your experience to have a bearing on your chance of being chosen for the position—it should well be a new Zealand one! It is actually safe to say that when you are not a New Zealand graduate—you are less advantageous.


Despite of our frustration reading these repetitive return letters, we just had to look at the brighter side of it—at least they were courteous enough to acknowledge we sent them something. About five of those hundreds of applications had gotten back and had interviewed mum. But none of those seemed to have given mum an assurance that she will get the job.

A month has gone—and we couldn’t help but feel like we were running out of time. Tied up with the condition of his visa, my brother was persistent in looking for a job. And lucky enough, he found a company who was willing to employ him once he is already legally allowed to work. I couldn’t speak for how my brother felt then. All I know is, he was as half hearted as I was, thinking he could have stayed home (in the Philippines) where he could get a job that he wants and wouldn’t need to worry about visa and what not.


Before the 2nd month of the extensive job search begun, Prime Recruitment Agency rang mum asking if she would be happy to start Monday of the following week as the accountant of Paccon Logistics. “HOORAY!!!”. There was no second thought whatsoever--JOB ACCEPTED without further a-do’s!. From that moment, I felt we were getting somewhere.

Although mum’s first NZ work experience was not smooth sailing, the company was (in general) very supportive of mum (being new in the country) and her plea to support our family’s application for residency. After presenting 3-month pay slips and reviewing mum’s job description in compliance with what NZ is requiring for the approval of our application, our permanent residency was finally granted in june 2007 (exactly 5 months after our arrival—just before our visa expired).

As soon as we were granted the permanent residency, my brother started working as a manufacturing assistant (which was a manual labour work, and was not engineering related at all). He was later promoted as the technical representative (a slightly engineering role) of the company. Dad, whilst still working as grocery assistant, had carried on looking for a job related to his profession. But like many other cases, dad hadn’t found any luck (yet!). Despite of his vast experience in his field, same requirement is being asked; that is—a new Zealand experience or a new Zealand educational background!!!!


As Im doing this blog post, I couldn’t help but look back on where we used to be. Its been three years—time flies and things have changed. It would be safe to say that our family has already settled. I am now a 19 year old, grown up woman who is looking forward to be a nurse some time next year. Despite of all the hiccups and hurdles, it was an experience filled with learning! (thanks to our good LORD).

My mum has moved on with her career (as Paccon was massively affected by the recession). My brother’s employer was likewise affected, and like mum, he has moved on to a better job, working as a sales engineer that utilises his pursued profession. As for dad, he still hasn’t found a job related to his profession, (but hasn’t given up in his search and is considering relocation). He has, however, been promoted as the warehouse manager of the same enterprise.


The truth of the matter is--there isn’t a perfect scenario. You will read/hear heaps of ‘risky’ exodus attempts with a happy ending, but it isn’t always the deal. Perhaps it will be fair to say that the success of migration is a case to case basis. In writing this blog, I was hoping to bring out a message that whichever country you’ve decided to migrate to, with the right SPIRIT and attitude, you can cope.

In saying this I couldn’t, however, guarantee you its going to be easy (because in our experience, it hasn’t been). Emotional, physical, spiritual, psychological preparation is necessary. And again, whatever your spiritual beliefs are, Id like to stick on mine in this little sharing.

I suggest you PRAY and/or listen to where that voice (HIS voice) is leading you to—Because my faith says, no matter how hopeless your case may seem, if that is where HE wants you to be, HE will pave the WAY! Hence I say our family—the Ajero’s story is a living proof of my belief-my faith..