New Zealand immigrants regret it.

# New Zealand Immigration # Introduction New Zealand is one of the most popular immigrant countries in the world. Many people will choose to move because of New Zealand's superior living environment and preferential policies, but many people have regrets. What kind of immigration have they experienced? Let's have a look! Welcome to reading. New Zealand immigrants regretted it.

I regret the experience of immigrating to New Zealand. I believe that people who have never been abroad are expecting to go abroad, but when they really go abroad, various ideas collide and they begin to regret it.

Speaking of immigration, let's talk about the hardships of finding a job. It is difficult for international students to find a job just after graduation, and it is difficult to find a job that meets the immigration standards. It is even more difficult for newly graduated international students to find a job that can immigrate. Besides, my major at that time was business school, and I didn't lack high academic qualifications. I tried everything, seek, trademe, newspapers, magazines and intermediaries. E-mail is flooded with rejected and sorry replies every day. Auckland is not easy to find a job, so I began to expand my search to other cities. In the end, everything paid off. Before my visa expired, God bless me to find a job in Hamilton, and my family moved to Tun.

When it comes to immigration, our experience is just a coffee table full of "tragedies". It was an unforgettable past.

In March 2007, my husband and I submitted it on the condition of skilled migration. At that time, eoi was assigned to the famous manukaubranch. Why is this place so famous? Because of "slowness", we recognized it, but after waiting for 4 months without news, this slowness branch was ordered to stop handling immigration, and all cases queued up and were transferred out one after another. And our application was moved to hamiltonbranch, which was the second slowest. After that, we took a vo(verificationofficer) vacation, resigned, changed to vo, made on-the-spot investigation and supplemented materials. Seven months later, we finally waited for the invitation. Seven months later, all the friends around us have been approved, and our Long March has just begun. I thought the trial was slow before, but it will be faster later. Who knows my co is a slow-witted person?

After submitting all the materials, I began to wait for a long time. After waiting for 4 months, the intermediary asked me about my progress, but what I asked was this sentence. Co told me to go back to work, or my case would be dismissed. So I just gave birth, so I had to put down my starving baby and go back to work. My baby often gets up at night to nurse, but I still get up early every morning to go to work. At noon, I flew home to eat and nurse at an alarming rate. Then I flew back to the company, and I flew home after work at night. I'm afraid of starving my baby to death, and I don't want her to suffer a little injustice. During that time, my weight plummeted to 90 pounds, thinner than before pregnancy. I usually forget that I am tired. The hardest baby is ill, so I have to take care of her, and I can't delay too much work.

I have to endure the most difficult days. I just hope that the immigrants can be approved quickly and feel less pressure. However, six months have passed, nine months have passed and one year has passed. Every time I ask about the progress, co will prevaricate for various reasons. He went on holiday at Christmas, and I finally couldn't help it. I contacted their manager. I have long heard that this manager is very good. He told me that there is no problem in our case at present, just me and him. Have no right to give us aip directly. He said he would follow up our case because we have waited too long. Sure enough, we finally received the long-awaited aip soon after co came back from vacation. When we got aip, my husband and I were surprisingly calm, but we just thought it was time for us to approve it. From eoi to aip, the 22-month application has finally come to an end. Our immigration process is long and difficult, and it has become the most difficult.

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After immigration, another important link is immigration supervision. There will always be many helpless things in this world. I have no choice but to stay in New Zealand and sit in immigration prison. My husband has no choice but to go back to China to take care of his elderly and sick parents and take care of his business. I have no choice but to leave the baby at home with my mother. On the distant new road, I pinned my mother's homesickness and tears. In the unfathomable Pacific Ocean, a mother deeply misses her children. I miss my baby far more than my parents', my husband's and anyone's. This yearning and guilt will not fade like tea, but like wine, it will become stronger and purer with the change of time.

Gorky said: "childhood can have regrets, but it can't give children a regretful childhood;" You may not be a genius, but you can be a genius's parents! "Seeing the word' regret', my heart was deeply stung by the steel needle. What flowed from my heart was not blood, but deep guilt. When my husband and I were young, our parents didn't have time to take care of the children when they were doing business, so we were all fostered in other people's homes, so my husband and I had more or less regrets in our childhood. During pregnancy, my husband and I often whisper to the unborn child, and we must give him/her a happy childhood in the future. But now we have broken our promise. We can't stay with her, love her, accompany her, take care of her and teach her. Even with deep guilt and regret in our hearts, we can't help it. I used to say that "if you are poor, you will think about change", and I often read an ancient poem by Lu You, "A journey of a thousand miles worries your mother". It was not until I really became a parent that I began to understand how much emotion and pain these seemingly simple words contained in this world. In addition to these, I also began to understand that there are too many parents in this world. They have such difficulties, helplessness and helplessness.

During the two years of immigration supervision, I returned to my long-lost campus to study. Life without a husband and children is lonely and sad. Because my mind is full of troubles, my study is not as focused and attentive as before. Although it is a lot of hard work, especially near graduation last semester, I was pregnant with a second child when I was studying, and I felt particularly tired. In the end, I insisted on finishing my undergraduate course. I finally confessed to myself and my parents. When my passport was posted and I looked back permanently, I knew it was time for me to say goodbye to this country for a while. My elderly parents expect me to go back and see them, my young daughter expects me to go back and spend time with her, and my long-lost husband expects me to go back and reunite with him.

Every wanderer has many endless stories, full of ups and downs. In the past eight years, I have tried and given up; Positive, depraved; Happy, bitter; Happy, crying; Got it, lost it; Anger, numbness; Beautiful, ugly ... perhaps it is because of these experiences and encounters that I have become more tenacious, self-reliant and tenacious. Don't say if, regret or complain, the road of life is a point of no return. At the beginning, I chose to go abroad by myself. No matter how bumpy and thorny it is, I can only go on stubbornly. Fall, get up, fall again, get up again. For eight years, from studying abroad to graduation, from love to marriage, from pregnancy to childbirth, from work to immigration, this country and this small island have devoted too much youth and feelings to me, thanking those unusual experiences and all those who have helped me, loved me and cared about me.

The above is the introduction of New Zealand immigrants' regrets. I hope I can help you.