The Old Tale of a Journey: Working Holiday Visa New Zealand 2015-2016
1. The prolog
of the journey
The story I am about to tell is something that happened to me while
I had the opportunity to live in New Zealand on a Working Holiday visa for a
total of 15 months, including the period during which I applied for the visa.
Throughout this time, there were smooth periods, exciting moments, and times
that required patience.
The purpose of writing this is to entertain those who are
interested, and I hope that the information or experiences I have encountered
may be useful to those who are about to travel to this nature-friendly land,
especially those who enjoy adventure and understand that the ups and downs of
various events that occur all add color to the experience.
Even though there were times when I wasn't in the best mood,
looking back doesn't make me want to change anything because everything that
happened was the best at those given circumstances. What is truly important and
beneficial is what we learn from those experiences. And if it can still be
useful to others, that's a great bonus. This might be another reason for
sharing the story I am about to tell.
Why did I want to go to New Zealand?
Before I went to New Zealand, I worked at a school as an English
teacher. I taught there for 3 years. Speaking of this, I should mention the
reason that led me to become a teacher at this school. I was impressed by the
school's administration, which is Dr. Art-ong Jumsai Na Ayudhya. I admire his
vision for education and development. He believes that the development or
improvement of the country should start with the education of children, and to
achieve that, we must nurture children to become good people.
At that time, I was in my fourth year of study and looking for an
internship that interested me. Coincidentally, I had the opportunity to get to
know Dr. Art-ong through the television and listened to his ideas. At that
time, I really wanted to meet him, so I asked the faculty to help send a letter
to the school to request an internship. This led to me interning as an English
teacher at that school for about 4 months.
During that time, I had the opportunity to talk with Professor
Art-ong a bit, which helped ease the feeling of wanting to meet him that I had
before. But what made me feel attached to that school was the atmosphere of
being close to nature and the students I had the chance to teach, as well as
the friendships with the teachers and staff at that school that made me feel
good.
After I finished teaching for the semester, the school invited me
to apply for a teaching position for the next academic year. At that time, I
felt grateful for the school's offer, but my heart was not ready. I wanted to
travel to learn about agriculture and traditional Thai medicine, which I was
interested in. Another reason was that I would feel bad if I had to teach
English in the next term and tell students that having English skills would
make it easier for them to find jobs, while I myself had never had any work
experience other than teaching. Simply put, if I had never done that, how could
I persuade the students under my care to believe it?
I therefore declined the school's offer and spent the next year
traveling to learn from various local agricultural experts. I also had the
opportunity to try my hand at a small garden of my own, which taught me that
having initial reserve funds is essential.
I had the opportunity to learn about the sufficiency economy
medicine of Dr. Khiao in Mukdahan province. I tried working using my English
skills in Phuket province as a receptionist at a hotel in Kamala Beach. The
reason I chose to work there was because I wanted to see the Andaman Sea. I
used to envy foreigners who carried big bags to travel to the beaches of
Thailand, so I took this opportunity to use my knowledge to travel.
And after spending a year fulfilling my own desires, I returned to
teach at that school once again. The reason for my return this time was to do
better than before. The students I taught during my internship, I wanted to
meet them again. I wanted to come back and tell them that English skills can
really help them find jobs more easily.
Returning here again as an English teacher didn't leave me with as
much free time as during my internship. I kept teaching, and one question
constantly on my mind was how to help the children learn in a way that improves
their English skills.
I was so preoccupied with this question that, in the end, it
crystallized into the answer that they won't excel from any teaching or method.
These are just components. For someone to become skilled at something, it has
to start from their own interest.
So, how can we make them interested in practicing the language? The
next question arises: to make anyone interested in something, you have to show
them its benefits. And what are the benefits of English that would make people
feel excited? It shouldn't just be about finding a job or social status when
they are still young. What will make the image in their minds clear about the
benefits they will dream of if they start practicing English today?
I think back to when I was in middle school. Back then, what was it
that made me start practicing English on my own after coming back from school?
"I want to travel abroad!"
I wanted to experience the atmosphere I see in movies. I wanted the
opportunity to talk and exchange feelings with people from different countries
and cultures. These are the things that made me want to improve my English
skills when I was a teenager. So, I should show them that having the
opportunity to travel abroad is possible, through my own example.
Beside
inspiring the children, this trip abroad should also be a way for me to
accumulate funds to start building the garden I had in mind sooner. It would
also be a chance for me to travel and broaden my horizons. And all of this is
the reason why I chose to travel to New Zealand (though it might also be
because I feel the name of this country sounds adventurous).
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