Monday, February 10, 2014

Week of 10 February: First week at Ministry of Business, Innovation, and Employment/Immigration New Zealand


[Note: No photos til we have our internet connected!]

This is like working in PARADISE. Instead of driving 45 minutes to work, I walk 10 minutes each way and get a physical exercise benefit because the walk is on a steep hill. I don't need to own a car.  I get there by 9am; I leave around 5pm. I don't bring any work home. I "multi-task" on ONE project. The NZ Ethics Committee (research review board) is actually REASONABLE (compared to USF). I absorb myself in writing and research plans for 8 hours/day; and when I come home, Dick greets me with a glass of wine and dinner. I read the paper, watch the news, the Olympics, do some oil painting, check gmail, RELAX. I live in an anti-nuke, multicultural, environmentally conscious country whose government is designed to be collaborative, and for which the top three national budget priorities (totaling 49%) are social services (23%), health (13.5%), and education (12.5%). In comparison, the US top budget priority, at 60%, is military. This is possible! I am crazy-happy.

My colleagues at Immigration NZ are so friendly. On Monday, one that recently married came in with leftover wedding cake and her wedding album. They hold bake sales to raise money for recent international crises, raising $1,000 or more.

So this week I have revised my research proposal and sent it out to the (voluntary!) NZ Ethics Review Committee, my colleagues, and my Ministry of Education colleague. (I am still struggling away with the USF IRB…). I am working on my travel plans. I have already been invited to meetings regarding resettlement and set up meetings. The time is already feeling tight! But I know I have so much more allocated time for this work than I would ever typically have. This sabbatical will allow me to do work I could never do in my typical work life. Everyone should have this opportunity if they have a plan to do work for the public good.



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