Money...
A full morning with lot's of phonecalls, writting, sighs and some tears. It didn't look that the tide would turn. Sometimes I just think to easy on difficult situations, I just think then, "The tide will turn, if things get to worse." Before I went to Canada, I had the same, I had it hard with finding a job. I was already diagnosed with a sick thyroid, and was only able to work for half days. But most factory's or company's did not wanted someone for half days back in Holland.
I kept on searching back then, but after a half year I just gave up. I heard to many times, "We don't want someone for half days. At the moment it's different, I have never been in this situation as I am now, and it scares me and makes me worried. Now I have to find a job, cause I have no money no income and maybe next week I will be homeless. In situations like this I backdown and relax automaticly, when things get to worse. Then my 'easy thinking' button is switched on. Then I start to think "Okay, it is as it is. "It's a good thing that I don't panic then.
On with today, and specially this morning. Like I said it was a full morning, I woke up on time and made my breakfast and checked my E-mails on the laptop. I saw one short E-mail from Saf, she asked me shortly how I was and she told that she was busy with the loads of house holdings and her work. I'm happy for her she has work, but with so many people in the house you can easily divide the house holdings, cause it's alot of work for just one person. After my breakfast and E-mail I jumped on my bike and headed to my Dad's, it was cold!
I had to use Dad's phone again, to call the people from 'Gak'. I asked them how far they were with my income and if they recieved the 'Canada' letter. I could have guessed it, they didn't recieve the letter. I was thinking of the lady on the phone (From Gak) who I called last Monday, she told me that for sure the letter will come today. Right! Not! This time they asked me for a phone number so that they can call me back today. I gave them my Aunt's number. Poor Aunt.
I had a coffee with my Dad and went to my counselers appointment. I got another coffee there and he asked me how things were, he letted me talk and he was quiet. I told him how I was and what I did so far. I told him about 'Gak' and that I'm hoping that 'the Humanitas' project will go trough. "And what will you do when 'Humanitas' is not going trough?" the counseler asked. I told him "I don't know, I see 'Humanitas' as my last change." I replied. He went quiet. I don't like it when he does that, like, my counseler wants to tell me, that he doesn't know it further either.
We went on, and he told me that we have to fill in this form for Humanitas, he told me before that we both decided that I get a 24-hours project at 'Humanitas.' After filling in the form we made some phone calls, well, my counseler did. First we called 'Humanitas' to hear what will happen next after filling in the form and send it. The lady told us that, we will both get a meeting first to have a talk. And after that we will get to here if I'm in the 24-hour project or not.
Now the question was. "Who's gonna pay for the project", acyually, the goverment where I live has to pay for this. Another phonecall was born, this time it was a lady from 'Cimom' or something like that. The lady from Humanitas informed us that 'Cimom' goes about the paying. (Are you still with me?) My counseler told 'Cimom' my situation and about what we did so far with Humanitas over the phone. It was a nice lady, and she confirmed that the goverment has the right to pay the project for Humanitas. She was very clear.
So far we have filled in the form, and next week perhaps the meeting with the staff from Humanitas, I hope it will be soon. I heard aswell that you have to have a un-stabillity to be a part of Humanitas, it surely is not a hotel, like when your broke and have no income and no money, but further your completely healty, then you can forget Humanitas. I can't think of an un-stabillity I have, but maybe my thyroid problem can give solutions.
Next phonecall was for my income, sigh! First we called the goverment,and again a nice lady answered the phone, my counseler asked if I could get an extra income until Gak starts to pay. I have been five or six time at the goverment place to ask the for an extra income, cause Gak does not pay yet, and everytime I got there, I got to hear the same story over and over again, "You can't get money here, Gak has the right to pay you". And this time the same story again, "You can't get money here, Gak has the right to pay you". My counseler asked for an explanation.
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I kept on searching back then, but after a half year I just gave up. I heard to many times, "We don't want someone for half days. At the moment it's different, I have never been in this situation as I am now, and it scares me and makes me worried. Now I have to find a job, cause I have no money no income and maybe next week I will be homeless. In situations like this I backdown and relax automaticly, when things get to worse. Then my 'easy thinking' button is switched on. Then I start to think "Okay, it is as it is. "It's a good thing that I don't panic then.
On with today, and specially this morning. Like I said it was a full morning, I woke up on time and made my breakfast and checked my E-mails on the laptop. I saw one short E-mail from Saf, she asked me shortly how I was and she told that she was busy with the loads of house holdings and her work. I'm happy for her she has work, but with so many people in the house you can easily divide the house holdings, cause it's alot of work for just one person. After my breakfast and E-mail I jumped on my bike and headed to my Dad's, it was cold!
I had to use Dad's phone again, to call the people from 'Gak'. I asked them how far they were with my income and if they recieved the 'Canada' letter. I could have guessed it, they didn't recieve the letter. I was thinking of the lady on the phone (From Gak) who I called last Monday, she told me that for sure the letter will come today. Right! Not! This time they asked me for a phone number so that they can call me back today. I gave them my Aunt's number. Poor Aunt.
I had a coffee with my Dad and went to my counselers appointment. I got another coffee there and he asked me how things were, he letted me talk and he was quiet. I told him how I was and what I did so far. I told him about 'Gak' and that I'm hoping that 'the Humanitas' project will go trough. "And what will you do when 'Humanitas' is not going trough?" the counseler asked. I told him "I don't know, I see 'Humanitas' as my last change." I replied. He went quiet. I don't like it when he does that, like, my counseler wants to tell me, that he doesn't know it further either.
We went on, and he told me that we have to fill in this form for Humanitas, he told me before that we both decided that I get a 24-hours project at 'Humanitas.' After filling in the form we made some phone calls, well, my counseler did. First we called 'Humanitas' to hear what will happen next after filling in the form and send it. The lady told us that, we will both get a meeting first to have a talk. And after that we will get to here if I'm in the 24-hour project or not.
Now the question was. "Who's gonna pay for the project", acyually, the goverment where I live has to pay for this. Another phonecall was born, this time it was a lady from 'Cimom' or something like that. The lady from Humanitas informed us that 'Cimom' goes about the paying. (Are you still with me?) My counseler told 'Cimom' my situation and about what we did so far with Humanitas over the phone. It was a nice lady, and she confirmed that the goverment has the right to pay the project for Humanitas. She was very clear.
So far we have filled in the form, and next week perhaps the meeting with the staff from Humanitas, I hope it will be soon. I heard aswell that you have to have a un-stabillity to be a part of Humanitas, it surely is not a hotel, like when your broke and have no income and no money, but further your completely healty, then you can forget Humanitas. I can't think of an un-stabillity I have, but maybe my thyroid problem can give solutions.
Next phonecall was for my income, sigh! First we called the goverment,and again a nice lady answered the phone, my counseler asked if I could get an extra income until Gak starts to pay. I have been five or six time at the goverment place to ask the for an extra income, cause Gak does not pay yet, and everytime I got there, I got to hear the same story over and over again, "You can't get money here, Gak has the right to pay you". And this time the same story again, "You can't get money here, Gak has the right to pay you". My counseler asked for an explanation.
But the lady didn't want to go with us, my counseler kept on talking with her. But after 20 minutes with absolutelly zero result we stopped the conversation. We both were stunned that they didn't want to give something extra, they have the right to do that. I'm oficially a citizen of my village and I have no money and no income, and Gak does not corporate, that gives me the righ for the extra money untill Gak starts to pay. On to the last phonecall.
We were both tired from the phonecalls and we took a coffee first. My counseler asked me about what I will do when I don't have a place to stay next week. I could not answer him, cause I just didn't know. Maybe I was thinking to easy on my self again and was already sure that I can get in that Humanitas project, and ofcource I won't be on the streets as a homeless, are you kidding me? I realized my counseler was serious,and I told him that I'm not going to live on the streets, "I don't even have a place for my suitcases when I do that," I told him.
"Well, you can't stay here at my office, and leave your suitcases here", said my counseler. He wanted to wake me up and tell me "Hey, this is reality, wake up". I understood him but could not bring out a word. I was only thinking, "What on earth is happening to me, this just can't be true!" I just couldn't believe this. I'm a 100% aware what is going on but, the only thing I can do is shake my head and say, "what has happened to me, is this me?" three weeks ago I was still in Canada, this can't be true!
My counseler made one more phonecall, and that was to Gak. I kept my fingers crossed. The phone call was rough and hard. It almost ended up with bad words to each other. A lady answered the phone and my counseler explained again what was going on and asked for the 'Canada' letter again, but, same story again, the letter didn't come yet, we can't do a thing until the letter arives, blah, blah, blah. Gak told us aswell that, if they couldn't do a thing yet, we should inform the goverment from your village and ask them for an extra income, until we have the letter, right!
We just called them and they said we have to inform 'Gak' cause there is the place where you had your income. The conversation went rougher, and the lady raized her voice. "We can't do a thing until the letter arives." My counseler went on and gave it everything, but nothing helped. The lady told us, "Your client had the duty to inform us when he went to Canada, but he didn't." That was my right and my duty yes, but I completely forgot about them, cause I was busy with other things, like moving and selling things, getting ready for the big trip to Canada! Now they told me that I just had to inform them and we would just had payed out a sum of money. The conversation had to stop cause it was a defenitly 'NO'. We ended the conversation, and my counseler cursed a few times. We just couldn't believe it.
It was time to go, my counseler had more to do. I thanked him cause he did so much. One thing I hoped for that Gak still will call my Aunt, and that they aren't mad, after we made that phonecall. I bought a few cheapy groceries and headed home. Funny that I call it home, but it isn't actually home, it's the place I stay for a while. My Aunt mailed me when I got home, she told me that 'Gak' had called her, and that they wanted a new written letter, cause they still didn't recieve it, there must have been something going wrong. So, AGAIN, I wrote a letter, and posted it right away, for five seconds I thought, I'm gonna give them the letter personally instead of posting it. But it's a 40 minutes travel with the train so, no!
I think and I hope that next week many good things will happen, things that will get me moving forward and that I can actually build something up. I don't care if it will go slow or step by step, if it goes forward then I'm already happy. But first, weekend! This weekend I will do some research for my income. I need money! And who said money doesn't make happy.
