My Learning Experience: Moving Back To Canada

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It was summer of the second year of my university; I went back to Pakistan to visit my family after two years. I came to Canada two years earlier to that event to do bachelor in computer science here at the University of Guelph. I was living with my uncle in Guelph, just a couple of minutes ' drive from campus. I used to spend most of the time by myself, studying on campus. I had a very mysterious nature of not caring about people or things. I used to spend days without talking or interacting with anyone. I never called someone, unless I needed a favor from them. I had no concern whatsoever about my any relatives ' health or job. I use to get annoyed with my mom 's constant texts to know how 's everything. I was hanging out with people I should …show more content…

But the major factor was moving away from my family and living in an alien environment with people either I never met before or talked to them just a couple of times before coming to Canada. All my uncles arrived in Canada a long time ago, so I never had the chance to develop any relationship with them. Only family and relatives I knew were people I spent 18 years of my life with, in Pakistan. I always knew that living away from my family and friends will be different, but I never realized the changes I would have to make in my lifestyle to fit in a new environment. Mainly because of difference in lifestyle. I lived a luxurious life compared to how people live here in Canada. We had three cars, two drivers, two security guards and two maids always at the service inside our house. I never had to do any chores in my life. From cleaning the dishes and washrooms to doing laundry and getting groceries, there was always someone present in my house to do my chores. You could pretty much say that I was spoiled. That 's the reason why living in Canada was so much complicated for me. Here in Canada, no one cared if I have eaten anything or slept empty stomach. Everyone was busy with their lives. My uncle and aunt both worked full time, so we never use to have family dinner except sometimes on weekends. I had to learn how to cook, do laundry, clean washrooms and everything else all by myself. And very soon I became, from being always dependent on others to an independent person. Or you could say an average person. It became my first transformation that made me change my

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