I've been lurking on this site for a while, then finally registered and it seemd to take forever before I could post!
to introduce us, we're the typical head in the sand Saffers, who've spent the last 10 years convincing ourselves its going to be ok. Finally, after the typical SA incident where a family member was beaten senseless and nearly died, I've decided its never going to be okay and before its really too late we need to move our butts as fast as possible and get out of this insanity in which we are trying to live. We're no youngsters, 49 and 47, so fiancially its a mess to leave now. Pensions tied up etc, but Harry's missives have given me heart that we can make a plan.
My wife has spent quite a while in Canada, she waxes lyrical about a place a called Yellowknife, which sounds like a very cold hell to me, but has loved Vancouver since her first trip there 7 years ago. We've quite few friends across Canada, (which South African doesn't?) so we're under no illusion that its a perfect place.
I first went to Canada in February this year. Hated Toroonto where I spent 10 days, as I moved west it just got better and better. Saskatoon was brilliant, despite the snow still there, though melting, it felt like Kimberly, please don't laugh, it was this great town in the middle of nowhere flat as a pancake and really felt great! I walked along the river in the slush and felt so at relaxed.
My travels were all company sponsored, I didn't realise it at the time, but it later transpired that the Canadian arm of the group I work for had earmarked me and wanted me to come and set up shop for them anywhere in Canada. this was a trip to see where I fitted and where the group would be happy to have me.
Anyway following on the trip, I got involved in work for the Canadians, and eventually they said to me, you're doing so much for the Canadian operation, why don't you join us. I replied that after consideration, if they'd let us settle in Vancouver, we'd move. Short answer, Great, when can you get here...
So now we sit, we're essentially going to be moving across on work permits as soon as they can be arranged and the company will apply for some state approval to move us to permenant residents. I'm not sure how it all works, but we'll see. I feel incredibly privildeged when I read others long and trying stories, about trying to get to Canada, and for us its seems like its just going to happen (the company is offering positions to me and my wife).
Our major issue is schooling and what to do with our boys. Both are in high school, 15 and 17, grades 9 and 11, old std 7 and 9. Both are adamant they want to finsih their schooling in SA as they are very happy in their school. who wouldn't be they are at Michaelhouse in the Natal Midlands, the elder is a scholarship boy, the younger is there on full fees!
Simon the elder wants to do a BEng in Electrical Engineering and follow this with a theatre technical diploma, which is his passion. this seems possible in Vancouver as University of BC says they'll accept a RSA school certificate and then Studio 59 sounds a very good next step.
The real issue for me is Mark, the younger, he's moves to grade 10 next year and so far we have no clear drection from him other than he doesn't want to move schools again! As explanation, we're geologists and we've moved quite lot over the years. the boys took themselves off to boarding school so they would not have to move again. I'm in two minds. we can leave him at Michaelhouse and he has the best possible education, and we have family in the region to help him, but well see him only one or twice a year, or I put my foot down and move him to Vancouver. We've a while to make deicsions, but its a difficult one.
Well what started as a short into has got a bit long winded. thanks for reading this far, I look forward to your guidance. this web forum is a wealth of information. Many thnaks to all of the hosts who manage it and suply great advice. Catthy_K and Harry are two I single out as offering wondeful guidnace, but there are many others as well.
Kind Regards
David
