Work Permit to Poland: The Story of Chinedu’s Leap of Faith

Chinedu sat on the edge of his old, rickety bed in a dimly lit one-bedroom apartment in Mushin, Lagos. Outside, the repeated noises of danfo buses and okadas filled the humid air. His fan groaned against the heat, barely offering any relief. The light in his room flickered as NEPA struck again, leaving him in darkness—literally and figuratively.

His hands held a newspaper, crumpled from frustration, its pages filled with job vacancies that promised everything but delivered nothing. His thoughts wandered to the growing stack of bills on his worn-out table and the haunting memory of his younger sister dropping out of school because he couldn’t pay her fees.

A man’s pride is his ability to provide, and at 34, Chinedu felt stripped of that dignity. He thought of his late father’s words, “The tortoise does not get tired of carrying its shell; it’s his home and burden.” But lately, Chinedu wondered how long he could carry his.

This was the reality of Nigeria—a land of dwindling economic opportunities where the dream of a better tomorrow seemed like a mirage. For Chinedu and many like him, hope was a distant memory. The promise of “Japa” (the Nigerian slang for relocating abroad) was no longer just an option; it was a necessity.

But Japa had its risks. Many left with nothing, chasing uncertain opportunities and falling into despair. The question weighed on Chinedu’s mind: Was the dream of a new life worth the gamble?

Chinedu wasn’t lazy. He was a skilled welder who spent ten years perfecting his craft. His hands had built gates, railings, and dreams for other people, but the work paid peanuts. He was tired of living hand-to-mouth.

One day, during his break at a welding shop, his phone pinged. It was a message from an old classmate, Sola, who had moved to Poland. Sola’s WhatsApp story was a picture of himself in a well-fitted uniform, standing proudly in front of a European workshop. Beneath the photo, the caption read: “Earning in Euros, living the dream. You can too.”

Chinedu’s heart raced. Could this be real? Sola responded almost immediately when Chinedu messaged him, sharing his experience of how he got to Poland through a company called Travevo Consulting Ltd.

Days later, Chinedu found himself sitting in a modest office at Travevo Consulting in Lekki. The air-conditioned room was a stark contrast to the heat he had left behind in Mushin.

The consultant, Annabel, spoke clearly and with confidence: “Chinedu, Poland is looking for skilled workers—welders, electricians, and truck drivers. The pay is good, the process is straightforward, and you’ll have a guaranteed job. We’ll handle your work permit, visa appointment, and job placement. You just need to be ready to commit.”

The words “guaranteed job” echoed in his mind. He gripped the armrests of his chair as doubts crept in. What if this is a scam? What if I fail? What if I leave everything behind and come back worse than I started?

That night, Chinedu couldn’t sleep. His mother’s face floated in his mind—her wrinkled hands that once carried him now struggled to carry bags of tomatoes to sell in the market. His younger sister’s tears when she had to leave school haunted him.

What choice do I have? he thought. Stay here and drown in frustration or take a chance on something better?

By morning, he had made up his mind. He messaged Travevo Consulting: “Let’s do this.”

The journey began. Chinedu submitted his documents: his passport, a neatly scanned CV, and a passport photo. Travevo handled the rest.

Weeks later, he held his approved work permit in his hands. It was surreal. The same hands that once welded gates now held a ticket to a new life. As the departure date approached, his heart filled with a mix of hope and fear.

At the airport, Chinedu met Amaka, another Travevo client traveling to Poland as a farmworker. She was a single mother leaving her young son behind to secure a future for them both.

Their conversations during the flight were lighthearted, but beneath the smiles was a shared pain: the sacrifices they had to make for their families. They promised to keep in touch once they landed.

Chinedu’s first few weeks in Poland were challenging. The cold was biting, and the language barrier felt like a wall he couldn’t climb. But the workshop where he worked was well-equipped, and his colleagues were welcoming.

The first time he saw €1,800 credited to his account, he almost cried. For the first time in years, he felt dignity—a man who could send money home, pay his sister’s fees, and even save for the future.

But not everything was smooth. Chinedu’s loneliness gnawed at him. He missed the chaos of Lagos, the smell of suya by the roadside, and the sound of his mother’s laughter. The cold, the cultural differences, and the occasional homesickness made him wonder if he had made the right choice.

One day, a colleague warned him about Nigerian workers who had fallen into debt because they didn’t manage their finances well abroad. Chinedu realized he needed to stay disciplined to avoid the same fate.

One night, Chinedu received a call from his mother. His younger sister had been in an accident, and they needed money urgently for surgery. His savings were good, but not enough to cover everything. For a moment, he felt helpless again, the weight of responsibility pressing down on him.

Sitting alone in his small apartment, Chinedu thought about giving up. But as he looked at his welding tools, he reminded himself: I came here to build something better—for me and my family.

He reached out to his employer for an advance on his salary. His boss, impressed by Chinedu’s hard work, approved it without hesitation.

The surgery was successful, and his sister recovered. Chinedu felt a renewed sense of purpose. He realized that challenges were a part of growth and that his journey wasn’t just about earning money—it was about creating a legacy.

Months later, Chinedu returned home for a visit, his head held high. He had paid off debts, funded his sister’s education, and started saving to bring his mother to Poland for a visit.

His story inspired others in his community to consider opportunities abroad. Many began reaching out to Travevo Consulting Ltd., ready to take their own leap of faith.

Chinedu stood on a balcony in Warsaw, the city lights twinkling below him. He felt the icy wind on his face but smiled. The boy from Mushin had become a man of the world, and his journey was only just beginning.

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