Some of my work experiences in Canada
When I came to Canada, I was full of hope, eager to build a new life for my family and myself from the ground up. As an experienced physician, I was optimistic that I could rebuild my career in my new home based on principles of equity, without discrimination. At the time, I believed I had immigrated to a country full of opportunities.
I was advised that volunteering was an essential first step in integrating into this multicultural society. With this in mind, I decided to start volunteering in the health sector, where I had expertise. But it turned out to be a disaster—nothing came of it. Finally, my husband reached out to a Member of Parliament, asking for help in securing a volunteer position for me. To my surprise, it worked! I was able to volunteer at a senior center. But is it really believable that even for volunteering, connections are necessary? Why?
We were told that finding a job in Canada depends heavily on having connections. I still remember the moment I first heard this in a class. Connections? We had arrived in a foreign country with no family, no friends. How were we supposed to build connections? It’s especially difficult in highly specialized fields. To me, this felt like a form of emotional harassment.
One of my most shocking work experiences happened five years ago when I was working as a cashier. I developed a medical condition that required minor surgery, and my doctor prescribed two days of sick leave.
I informed my employer, but they refused to grant me the leave. I couldn't believe it—how was this possible? I was sick, and my doctor had provided written proof. But they still denied my request. In the end, I had no choice but to quit because my health was more important.
Everyone knows how difficult it is to find a job. I asked around, hoping to understand my rights. People warned me that filing a complaint with a legal organization could harm my résumé and make it harder to find future employment. I was also told that hiring a lawyer would be expensive. I felt completely devastated—I needed money but couldn’t afford to fight for my rights. I couldn’t understand why. It didn’t make sense. In my home country, sick leave is a basic right for employees.
That experience left me deeply disappointed. I believe it was a form of workplace abuse.
