Most days I think of my little space on the internet as not being very significant. Sure, I have developed wonderful relationships with some really awesome bloggers that I met online. But, for the most part, I keep to myself, I shy away from drama, and I am somewhat anonymous in this giant blog-o-sphere. Which is why I was surprised when I received an email from a reporter at the Toronto Star, wanting to talk to me about my nanny situation, specifically about the nanny agency that had completely screwed me over and was using my name to bring nannies to Canada; nannies who thought they'd be working for me, but instead show up in Canada with nowhere to go, no employer to work for.
Obviously, I was eager to talk with him; to tell him my story; to tell the other moms who are looking for nannies; to tell the world. I reach a small pocket of Canada in my space, but The Toronto Star reaches a much larger audience.
You see, I didn't know enough about how the live-in caregiver program worked. I didn't know that nannies were brought over here and when they didn't have jobs to go, were forced into jobs they didn't sign up for. I didn't know that they were charged such high fees to come over to Canada and spent most of their bi-weekly paychecks giving money back to the agency. I didn't know that they had to surrender their passports and social insurance cards.