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A CAÑETINO IN MELBOURNE-AUSTRALIA (Part Two)

As d IJE the s last emanates; Javier Carrillo responded to the challenge of Don Eduardo Sáez and delivered us their experiences almost from childhood, where we talked about their parents, their projects, dreams and desires, and this time not s delivery their experience of "culture shock" caused by idiosinc face a Rasia totally different where the "spirit of survival" alert in every sense of the word, and prepares us to deal with our best weapons that we call invisible FUTURE.

Dear readers, here's the second part of this exciting and emotional tale:

I tell more, Don Francisco, and once reached Melbourne in September 1988; I studied English for 6 months with a group of young men and No similar situations, new arrivals and more lost than never not understand anything.

was a "shock" great culture and I received the order early. I wondered where were the people?, why had not people walking in the streets or is micro perando at bus stops? wondering where were the buses filled with people bound to work? I wondered where were the people who stand on street corners in the evenings to talk?

He was a great silence, no noise, no honking. Everything was clean and tidy ... and "stray dogs? Are the stones in the streets?

After d and 6 months gave me the opportunity to "work experience" (practice), for 4 months at ABC Radio. It was very nice experience, was not paid, sun or gave me the opportunity to practice my English and also learn how radios work in Australia. At the end of practice there was no chance of remaining contract was not being lazy but regulations.

My studies were not recognized by the agency in charge and Union did not allow people without qualifications. After almost 3 weeks, the papers arrived recognition; and good, wo I looked garlic, my English was like at 20%, almost nothing.

During the study period and to find work in my area, as driver or radio electronics technician, worked in cleaning, this would in April 1989.

All s night, Monday through Friday from 19:00 hrs to 22:00 hrs worked cleaning offices in a metal manufacturer, Smorgon, day studying English "full time". The cleaning company, Paramount, owned by an Australian married to a Chilean, I can not remember their names . The area was always clean requires people, so it was easy to find work. For cash, "cash money" , also cleaned on Sundays for a couple of hours in a "Drive In" those who show movies and one can look down from the car. Fortunately, these jobs gave me the opportunity to meet other people and practice my English The other was that I did for a long time, maybe about 8 months.

One day I invited to a roast of a Uruguayan family I met through my in-laws. In this roast met another Chilean José Espinoza, who worked at Telecom, a Telefónica company, not wanting to enter into converts, while leaving the track of my grades. I explained that it was an electronics technician studies are knowledgeable Radio controller, sound editor, etc. He told me he could reach me in he was working, communications technician; well, from there, the next stage.

passed nearly two weeks, one day called me and gives me the feel of his boss, Robert Reid, who I said he was waiting to send him CV and qualifications to see them, and see if you could give me an interview, was in November 1989.

After waiting a couple of days I got a telegram quoting me for an interview, I was to the interview and 20% of my English, I started to answer technical questions, that truth is not understood in 100%, could only draw conclusions from what was the to ask a few key words ... many times my conclusions were wrong ...

I left interview with mixed feelings, I understood nothing and at the same time had hope to have impressed the panel of two people. One of them was the head of TV and Radio, responsible for the signals via Telecom 100% working. The other was the head of one of the largest telephone terminals in Melbourne, Lonsdale Exchange, called Mel Down ing.

remember that at the end of the interview; 45 minutes or so, I asked if I wanted say something or had any questions. No know why but all I managed to say was (English with a 3 years) I knew that I was not fluent, but that did not mean he did not know my work, I just needed to prove in practice ... I needed that time ... after finished giving thanks and left.

q ue remember when I got home my mood was on the ground, but strangely was anxious to know the outcome. Regrettably Friday and I was not expected response until the following Monday, Leonardo was a baby at that time and is that to distract me, I remember I took and went for a walk.

Around three in the afternoon of Monday, I call on the phone, it was Mel Downing, a terrible fear engulfed me, the phone is one of the artifacts communication that produces a lot of panic in people who do not speak English ... will the frustration of not being able to communicate 100%, and can not be understood? The fear ridicule? ... are strong emotions that affect concentration.

Hello? ... then try to understand as much as possible to continue with another question ... ¨ what question? ... How do you say? .... This ... God and panic grabs you again ... yes ... yes .... what? ... Sorry?

(Sorry is one of the words you learn the first day he comes to Australia ... if you block the aisle on the plane and someone wants to spend the first thing you say is ... sorry).

Mel called to give me another chance, apparently the head of TV and Radio needed a person with no limitations as mine.

Mel called me the next day, Tuesday, the idea was to show some circuits Electronics and see if I could fix them. I arrived for my appointment with my favorite tie on. My first test was introduced to reach the building, security guards asked me the reason for my visit; and good and very nervous as I explained to them.

After nearly 20 minutes down Mel to sign the book of views, we climbed the 7th floor where I was introduced to Les Fish "supervisor" services department specified ales something like the department that installation of private lines in the plant.

The time came, Mel told me I was if he did well what he was going to ask; hire me for a period of three months to test.

Les ... he tells me we dated for a corridor, we entered a room that was full of communications equipment, I had no idea what it was, team after team, alarms ringing, people pressed buttons, a panel with a map of downtown Melbourne and red LEDs are lit and extinguished .. The maximum degree of nervousness, though he did not know which was the test ... a thousand images in my mind, a thousand scenarios.

Finally we come to a room full of electronic devices and diagnostic instruments ... asked me to take 4 wires, blue, white, red and black. He gave me the ord in color and asked the soldiers. could not believe ! That easy! But first he had to stop shaking ... "Les", looked .... I, with a right hand soldering, welding in his left hand and shaking like jelly ... I tried to solder wires in this order .... "I "I stopped and said to me relax ... take my time ... deep breath ...." concentrate I said to myself ".... I finally did ... I finished!

"Les" Mel phone calls ... 5 minutes passed .... Mel arrives and asks him ... and ... what such ?...." Les "look at me and say yes ... yes ...¡¡¡ can be! Mel ask me can you start tomorrow? Yes .... ... Sure. No problems.

I held back, I did not show my emotions aside to give thanks. And I went home ... .

I left the building and all I wanted was to get home as soon as possible so I took a taxi ... taxi !!!.. . who cares ... I was working on my own ... on the road Mirtha bought flowers for my wife ... this should be celebrated ... and had a job

And

as usual, after nearly 14 months of arriving in Australia begins another phase of my life ....

16 years later I still see Mel in the corridors of Telstra; (Telecom in those then). "I" no longer with us.

Final Greetings

are very loving Chileans who are always ready to help. Lend themselves to be interpreters, guides, give advice, guide, and share a social time, especially for weeks, perhaps for company, perhaps it is to simply lend a hand. In my experience you end up doing the same with those who are newcomers, and not always the one hand it back to the same people.

Now I'm at work Don Francisco, I promise that I will continue with my story just takes time. For now I leave many greetings to you and your people. Again, thank you very much.

Dear readers, for Lanalhue News is of enormous value cañetinos publish these stories that dare to take flight in the skies of the world looking for better life choices, it is also gratifying that have done well in their projects, and they and his family enjoy a well deserved, not just economically, but are respected by those around them, and more than that, they have made their life on the basis of memories of her beloved Cañete; village in the whimsical geography of our country, but from a distance looks at his sons with satisfaction, joy and above all, love .

AND YOU ... When send your story? The hope.

WROTE: FRANCISCO FLORES OLAVE

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