Student Visa

It was raining hard and the road is dirty, as I listened to the sound of rain in my windshield it’s difficult to find my way in the dark especially that not all electric post have working  bulbs in them. Then I saw a young woman trying to wave for a taxi, she was drenched  clasping a folder as she tries to protect it from getting wet. Because of the weather it’s hard to get a taxi.  I’m on my way home anyway so I stopped in front of the young woman. I asked where she is going and she was polite to say where which happened to be close to where I’m heading. She tell her name is Brenda. With out further question she seem to trust me and told me what is with the folder. I gave the extra towel that I keep in my car which she readily accepted and dried her hair. She said she just got her student visa.  She told me she is a Nurse and she is going to London. She tried to hide the tears as she relates how hard it was for her and her parents to collect money for the visa and finally it came. She promised her parents to help in sending her other sibling to college and will work hard to pay the loan from the bank. I know that a collateral is needed before you can get a loan to any bank this days. I turned on the music, it was my favorite..The Prayer. I told her you are a good daughter with a  great heart. Then I wondered how can she earn money if she is going there with a student visa? But I left it in the air because she said we are now close to her house. Before she stepped out of the car I told her to wherever you go take care of yourself, your decision is critical and it has a great impact in your future. She said thank you and waved good-bye still clasping her folder.

That day I became a good Samaritan. But It was hard for me to sleep that night thinking about what she said. Why Nurses this days are desperate to find work? Do they have to go to London to find a job  in a guise of a student visa? Where is their confidence? Why does the government allow this professionals to be misguided? Was it the government’s fault or the system and people who try to lure others just to make money.Exhausted I finally drifted to sleep.

The following day I got a call from my niece. She is also a nurse and told me with an exciting voice that  she is now in London. What??????????? How did you go there? With a student visa? I was disappointed but she seemed to be coping well ..the question..until when..

You don’t need to be a BSN to become a caregiver. after all why did you go to school and pay tons of money just to become a nurse but end up a caregiver in London or Canada? Say it’s just a stepping stone but years is moving forward not backwards. I just hope Brenda will do her best and dream bigger than becoming a caregiver in London and so with my niece.

Note: This is just a story I crafted in my mind. Any similarity is purely coincidental.


Student Visa continued……
Posted on June 17, 2011 by sajerosablog

Student Visa continued……

It was a long trip from Detroit to Heathrow. As soon as the plane touched down people were all preparing for the exit. My seat mate has snoozed even before the big bird climbed into the clouds. She appears exhausted that she barely even ate her meals. I woke her up and told her we have arrived. She said thank you and started gathering her things. She asked where and whom am I staying with . I told her my niece will pick me up. She is a nurse but works as caregiver here. She stared at me and I can see beneath those beautiful chinky eyes her sad story and sorrow. As we went through the immigration we became comfortable with each other and chatted all the way to the lounge. We decided to drink coffee. We started again conversing about life and work then she said,” Is your niece a registered nurse here?” I said I don’t think so, as far as I know she is here with a student visa so she only work part-time as caregiver. I can see the tears in her eyes and she told me her story. She is popularly known as Marie, she is also a nurse and came to London several years back with a student visa. She was then full of expectations at that time but all her dreams crushed when her goal became unreachable as the situation became worst and very difficult. Immigration rules are changing and applying for the RN registry requires tons of money that is hard to earn when you can only spend few hours here and their as carer or caregiver. Yet you still need to send money to pay your loan back home and give allowance for your siblings and pocket-money for your parents. Suddenly, I saw a flicker of bright light in the corner of her eyes. And I asked her, then how did you go to the US? And she told me, ” I met this guy in a coffee shop during one of my rare leisure time. We liked each other and started dating. We are getting married next month. I came back to finish things and say goodbye to my friends and employer.” Ten minutes is over and I’m sure my niece is eagerly waiting for me in the arrival area. We exchanged business cards, congratulated her for the upcoming wedding and to keep in touch.

Marie finally found a love match that would give her a brighter future and not the gloomy London dream. What about my niece!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder where is she, as soon as I came out I heard her yelling my name. And who was that blond beside her????????? Oh my gush…. is it another London niece pls… don’t rush..

…..until next episode…



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