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chatinent:
I didn't really stay long with fam so I can't really tell.

Please share yours.

Drhay:
Hello Everyone,

I will be sharing my journey on TEFL Career and all about it... and also how you can start your own journey as a certified TEFL Teacher all over ther world..

Vietnaminfo:
tanviet805@gmail.com

Vietnaminfo:
tanviet805@gmail.com

remecy:
You can't geta work permit from any country other than Poland itself. That is why you need a realible agent in Poland to help you out

Pattadon:
Nobody has the right to answer that question here. You have to search by yourself so that whatever comes from it, will be your responsibility. Search Google, search Facebook, if you find one add them on whatsapp. Then video call to clear your conscience before you start.
That's what I did.
For now, I can't say if it worked because I'm yet to receive my documents. Never know if it's going to be genuine documents or not. So that's the reason no one can recommend any company here.

We are all taking risks.

Andercruz:
Thanks kindly...
Could you also help suggest 'reliable site' one could apply or source for unskilled jobs in Poland. I appreciate your response.

Vietnaminfo:
Thanks and you can send me a DM

Vietnaminfo:
Thanks and you can send me a DM

blessednendowed:
1. I can’t possibly list all the unskilled jobs here obviously too many to list. Most of them are factory jobs, jobs that do not require any special skills.

2. Yes as long as you have a job offer and work permit From the employer or employer legal representative. Getting a work permit for unskilled job is the easier part although it has more delays but eventually it comes out. The harder part is
Getting the visa for unskilled workers. Like I said the chances of unskilled workers getting a visa from Nigeria is very low. It is NOT impossible but chances are much lower than a skilled worker .

blessednendowed:
So just to clarify so u understand. A skilled job does not necessarily mean u need to write a test.
A skilled job is more like a job that requires specific set of skills and training for example a plumber, a welder etc . An unskilled job on the other other hand refers to a Job that does not really require you to possess specific skills or training for example meat factory worker , cleaner etc .

On a general note based on experience most good employers I have come across will actually test your skills for a skilled job on video yes....they do.
Not all do but most will.....just to ensure that the applicant really possesses the skill in question.
Hands on Skills test on video is usually a requirements from the employer as part of the process for these skilled jobs. So u cannot fake it nope. This is not usually the same for unskilled jobs.

And just as an FYI, the visa success rate for skilled workers is actually most often much higher if certain measures are in place and they meet the requirements of course.

Most skilled workers I’ve come across who applied for a work visa actually got visa as long as they met the requirements and proved verifiable skills. Most often their prospective employers go as far as contacting the embassy on their behalf as part of the application process.

The appointment draw process for work visas also favors skilled workers most . They are given the most priority.

Hope this helps clarify it for u and others.

Vietnaminfo:
I am writing to advise our brothers in Nigeria, who will like to come abroad. Please, ignore my grammatical or typographical mistakes and pick out the admonitions i am going to give. One thing you need to ask yourself is, what is my purpose of travelling abroad? What are my long and short term goals. What skills do I have to offer. Am I financially viable? Don't run from flying pan to fire. Don't listen to the advise from your agent. Make your candid researches on the country you wish to travel to. Don't travel because of what you see guys displaying on Facebook. Most of those guys will only wear nice cloths and snap in a good car or in a good setting just to lure you to send money to do visa for you. If you see what sime Nigerians are passing through to survive because they where deceived by their agents, you will know that Nigeria is paradise. If you decide to travel after asking yourself an obvious questions, make sure you come through study or direct employment. Dont be deceived to come on Visiting or bussiness visas, you will regret it. You can't work with Visiting visa. The chances of integrating into the system is limited. Don't get loan thinking you will pay immediately you reach your destination. These advise is what agent can't tell you because they need your money. Have you ask yourself, if abroad is good as those agents paint them, why are they in Nigeria and never want to travel. There are so many people in Nigeria that are richer than many guys in abroad. There are guys sleeping in a garden, many are sleeping in a train station, many are living with a woman old enough to be their grand mother, many are passing out time in a bar or club. So many can't afford a meal let alone a square meal. All that glitters are not gold. Rents in abroad is monthly and not yearly. The amount to pay yout monthly rent is enough to pay for one year rent in Nigeria. Remember that if you will get a job as a student, you are only permited to work 20 hours a week which is just to pay for your rent, medical insurance, feed and maybe buy grocery. Remember you will stay 3 to 6 months before you can get a job depending on grace that follows you. There is no financial helper in abroad. Everyone is on your own. The earlier you know the truth the better you make an informed decision. I never said that coming abroad is bad but make a concrete plans towards that and don't come with the mindset that there are jobs and money everywhere. There are our brothers and sisters that are doing well in Medical and IT sections. Dont be deceived that lots of white women like black men. Don't be deceived that you will get who to marry immediately you come. Most of the women that like black men are old enough to be your mother. The reason for this write up is just to advice us, so you can make a good research before you live a paradise and come to hell fire. I wish you goodluck in whatever decisions you come up with.

Vietnaminfo:
Nigerians In Vietnam Cry Out As Authorities Vow To Deport Them Over Expired Passports. Lots of Nigerians working and schooling have been stopped because of their expired passports. Nigerians in Vietnam are pleading with Nigerian Government and Immigration to come to their aid or they risk deportation anytime soon. Below are the report by Punch and Sahara Reporter news about it.

Hello Dear, how can I really reach you...I would love to have some conversations with you.

Here's my email address: benwilsonnneji@gmail.com.

Please I would like u to get in touch....or u could drop ur mail, I'll then get in touch, sir. My kind regards.

MOD, I don't know why you deleted the first post I made about this issue. Let be our brothers keeper and stick with the truth. Your fellow Nigerians are risk deportation and only way you can lend your voice to theirs is to push this post to the front page and not to delete or remove it.

http://saharareporters.com/2021/05/20/nigerians-vietnam-cry-out-authorities-vow-deport-them-over-expired-passports

https://punchng.com/passport-pain-spreads-hordes-of-nigerians-in-vietnam-abandoned-risk-mass-deportation/?amp&__twitter_impression=true

Vietnaminfo:
Nigerians In Vietnam Cry Out As Authorities Vow To Deport Them Over Expired Passports. Lots of Nigerians working and schooling have been stopped because of their expired passports. Nigerians in Vietnam are pleading with Nigerian Government and Immigration to come to their aid or they risk deportation anytime soon. Below are the report by Punch and Sahara Reporter news about it.

Hello Dear, how can I really reach you...I would love to have some conversations with you.

Here's my email address: benwilsonnneji@gmail.com.

Please I would like u to get in touch....or u could drop ur mail, I'll then get in touch, sir. My kind regards.

MOD, I don't know why you deleted the first post I made about this issue. Let be our brothers keeper and stick with the truth. Your fellow Nigerians are risk deportation and only way you can lend your voice to theirs is to push this post to the front page and not to delete or remove it.

http://saharareporters.com/2021/05/20/nigerians-vietnam-cry-out-authorities-vow-deport-them-over-expired-passports

https://punchng.com/passport-pain-spreads-hordes-of-nigerians-in-vietnam-abandoned-risk-mass-deportation/?amp&__twitter_impression=true

Dubaiguy:
I'll share the link with you

Dubaiguy:
I'll share the link with you

sgtponzihater1:
I now lived in London. It was a bustling city. Everyone was fast paced, but still very intentional. It was different from the fast pace of Lagos, that had nearly 70% of people moving round the city without any clear direction, only hoping that someday their motion meets some form of goodluck.

I loved the part of the city, lived close to the town centre, and spent most of my free time there sitting on one of the public chairs, and drawing strength from the rhythm of the city. I would gleen on the teenager riding dangerously on their scooters; maybe 2 decades earlier I would have been taking the same risk they now take. I would see the young and middle age adults, some shopped carelessly, others had a list. I quickly developed the skill of making a list. If the item was not on my list and I liked it, then I will note it down for next time, this was me trying to be frugal, knowing how hard I work, I wouldn't pile up properties for the fun of it. The elderly made the town centre their fun spot; with their backs hunched and their steps muffled, they moved slowly but surely, a tiny fraction for leisure, but yet others from helplessness, if they don't set out to shop, then there will be no one to make sure of this. I learnt quickly from these old folks the power of decisions, especially the ones we make in our prime.

Work was "hard", there was no spare time, as every second was accounted for. You must take a break but you are signed in and out of that break. Despite the harshness of the new job, I still spent many hours doing overtime, grinding, taking risks. There were debts to pay. There were siblings who have hardly found their feet, and I had parents who had sacrificed a major part of their finances for me. I knew this, so every step was intentional.

The more I tried to lived the struggle the more I wouldn't get a good sleep at home. Every moment at home was war. Maybe thats why I spent most time in the town centre. My wife knew more than I did. For every word I spoke to her, she replied back 20 harsh words. It was one complaint after the other. There was no gratitude about what we had, rather it was nagging about what we did not have. So I got a 48" TV, but it was about how a 65" would be better. It was hard time. In a one bedroom flat, I slept in the living room for nearly a year, just to be alone and have some respite. I still wonder how people can thrive in a environment of strive, and not want peace. I was broken, down, and in regret. But I still prayed for the most high to help, for grace to move through the heat, the rain, and the stormy weather. I smiled, but it was not real. I have been through much more than my hands can type, but I am sure that our voyages differ, and for every hurt that I face, theres a balm in gilead to heal.

I got out of London, I haved voyaged all my life seeking my pot of gold, one year in London was overall a blessing and a beauty. There could be so much beauty in our pain. For during this period my Angel was born, her smile was pure, and heart was sincere, and I would have missed this treasure, had I not persevered through the rock, and thorn that came my way. I journey on with the goal clear ahead of me, though the process, and paths to walk very sketchy, that's usually the profile of a voyager.

Peace, love and hope

Sgt PonziHater
12/9/21

sgtponzihater1:
NOT FRIENDS FOREVER:

I have lived a largely solo life. Sleeping and waking up on my own terms, and having no one that I needed to be accountable to. The only thing that have changed this slightly is Marriage. But even my wife do not know the things I think, the pain I have been through, and my sleepless nights. I am grateful to her for my children, and maybe the meals she manages to makes reluctantly. But aside this I live life conscious of the fact that I am largely alone when push come to shove.

The first friend I can remember was my elder brother. We did things together, walked the streets together, smiled, laughed and cried together. I was 6, and he was 8, but I can remember his smile, how he shielded me from the rain, and gave me a level of boldness when the other street kid came attacking. Alone I was vulnerable, with him I felt invincible, like a force ready to take on the world. I still feel vulnerable till this day knowing he is no more there to chase the bad guys away. My parent were not rich at the time, so one of us had to go to a public school and the other private. I needed a bit more coaching, so I went to the private school, while he went public. He was coming to pick me like he does daily after school when death snatched him from me. I waited but he didn't show up. My life would never be the same again. I lost my only true friend, and decades later, I still haven't recovered from the pain, the guilt, knowing if he had taken the straight path home, without me, maybe he'll be alive.

My mum still cries when she thinks about him, I still do, every now and then. His destiny, what he stood for, his potential all gone. This was 25 plus years ago, but it's a story that will never end. I will not be taken, if I am then it would be double tragedy, I must make it for us. I feel he attacks me when I slip off the mark ever so often, and urges me to keep focused.

That's my reality, it's the prism with which I see life now. I am all alone, struggling all by my self. But there is a voice my head urging me to forge on, keep winning, and not to die on the way to becoming. He died on the journey to give me a clear path to becoming, and if I fall off that path, then what do I make of the thorns, heat and cold that we have had to endure.

I have tried to keep other friendships after this, but I couldn't sustain any. Humans are mostly selfish. The true motive for many is, what is in this for me? They love you when there is plenty, or when they still have stuffs to gain, but ditch you as soon as they perceive that they no longer have much use of you. They can also be with you when you are both down and out, but as soon as they make marginal progress, then they are off your radar. If the progress comes to you first, then they mostly become jealous. I am not sure if this is a global thing, but that a summary of my friendship after losing my first friend; I couldn't make any real friend again. Not even my wife loves me unconditionally, my mum does, maybe my daughter too, but I am not sure. I give her all the money, sweet, cakes and toys she wants, maybe that why she still smiles to me, and hugs me when I return from work, and tells me everything that went on while I was away.

sgtponzihater1:
Wealth is a state of mind and so is poverty. It's not in our acquisition, but in the value we place in the most or the little we have. It's going to bed knowing that we are taking steps to make tomorrow less tiring. Wealth is knowing that though we are not there, we are taking baby steps to get away from the rat race that could potentially get us back to where we started.

Going abroad opens people up to opportunities. But this can be 2 pronged. Opportunities to beat poverty, attain proper and sane education, show our children the real world and the true dignity of being human, and having a voice. It could however keep us under the clip of the system. Manipulating us with credit options, unending mortgages, dependence of working long hours and years so as to achieve an ever stretching retirement age with its "supposed benefit"

I see what people do and naturally go for the reverse. It's not always the best things to do, but it leave an air of unpredictability and suspicion, which provides its own benefit.

I discovered that Nigerians buy the best cars, struggle to claim expensive mortgages, and then struggle all their years, and working up till their
backs give way in a bid to keep up with the "jonses". It's a feedback system for years of being bastardised by poverty. I wasn't made for this. I needed to create my own system, and own up to my own reality. I was responsible for whatever outcome that came in. I wouldn't buy a Mercedes for £25,000 pound even though I had the money.

I got myself a car work £1500 all paid for. AC chilling in summer, and the heater working in winter. The sound system is impressive, and I can listen to Teni as I drive to work. We only live once, but when the emergencies and the uncertainties of life hit and there's no money to sort things out, and our assets/properties cannot be converted quickly to cash, then we know how important it is to live frugally, and circumspectly.

Wealth and riches are different. I know this for sure, but it would take a whole script to break this down to people. While one is sustainable, the others is vague, and can flip at anytime. I'll pick wealth to riches at any given time. I've seen rich people live miserable lives. Debased others, and think of life in terms of food, drink, and money. But I have seen wealthy people work with grace, with beauty and with value for life. I will switch back to my journey and not dwell on this for too long.

For every one that read through the pages of my voyages, I sincerely pray that true wealth find you, and that for every struggle or pain you've been through, that your triumph and gain will overwhelm them.

Love and peace

SgtPonzihater

Taiwojon:
London!

But the greatest place we can all live is
Heaven.

There is no place like heaven our home
There is no peace in this corrupt world but only in Christ Jesus through God.

Come enjoy life and peace in Christ.


Jesus saves

porthouse7:
190k 3months visa

Lagoon0:
Lol when we were young and small, we'll wear turned short without wearing panties just to run out and play.

Some bros will just two finger to hold ur PR1ck and start asking what is this? The community will be laughing

Is the society that is sick