
I often heard “life is watching us make plans and is laughing”. How else can I explain the fact that the little French girl that I am arrived in Montreal? I could give you a complete account of my life, from birth to this day, but I will spare you from that. Let’s focus instead on how I came to Middle.
Life laughs
So yes, it changed a lot, but I always had something to answer the fateful question “What do you want to be when you grow up?” To be honest, my plans involved military aviation. Then, with some difficulty in math, and teachers destroying my self-confidence with the wonderful phrase “It’s not a woman’s job”, everything fell apart. What do I do now? Everything was planned and mapped out.
The time came to reflect on my strengths and weaknesses. I’m pretty good at French, I write pretty well and I like reading. Ok, so what about a Bachelor of Arts (the equivalent of a Bachelor of Literature in Quebec)? Three years have passed, and I’m now in graduate school, but I still don’t know what to do next. Continue? Join the army anyway? Go abroad?
Not Emily in Paris, but rather Laurana in Montreal
I graduated. Now what? I applied for a working holiday permit to come to Canada. It’s a draw, I don’t necessarily believe in it, but why not? The summer of 2021 comes and goes, and still no news, so I fill in application forms for the army. One week after I submitted them, I received an email from Service Canada: “You have been selected”. Bye-bye army, I’m going to Canada! All the administrative steps to make this trip possible followed. And then comes the end of May 2022: the departure. And above all the arrival.
The change.
The adventure.
The jump.
I arrived in Montreal knowing absolutely no one (or rather, only friends of friends), I had an apartment (phew!), but no job. All that’s left to do is search, right?
The unexpected
There is nothing left to do but search, indeed. And I am searching. A month goes by and still nothing. Dozens of applications, no answer. I start to despair. I have pretty good writing skills, but it’s not always enough. And just when I start to think coming to Canada might not have been such a good idea, it appears. Agence Middle’s job posting for a Social Media Manager position. Maybe that’s where my new life takes a turn.
As a logo: a unicorn. The description mentions a dog in the office–it’s almost too good to be true! I apply, but I’m only hoping. An hour later, I receive an email from Chloé, the Administrative Assistant, with a writing test. Okay, they liked my resume, that’s something. I sent the test back and was invited to an interview. It was quite positive. It went well, and I was invited for a second interview in person this time. I have high hopes. And then… “Hello Mom? I’m hired at Agence Middle!”.
You plan, you schedule and life takes care of the rest. It brought me to Canada, and then to Agence Middle. Who knows what else it has in store for me?