It was October, 1971. I was in the restaurant on the bottom floor of Rochdale, in Toronto, Ontario. The tall, infamous building housed a floor of Hare Krishnas, and also a floor of drug dealers, protected be menacing Dobermans. There was a notice board, which I regularly perused, and that day, an interesting ad jumped out at me. "Driving to Vancouver - Will take passenger - Share gas - Call Dan". How simple and straight forward. There was only one catch. It was winter across Canada. After growing up in Sudbury and then Toronto, I was definitely familiar with snow, bitter cold and biting wind. Along with all that I lived in two polluted cities. Sudbury's rocks contained nickel, copper and precious metals, ingredients necessary to build armaments …show more content…
A melting pot where each culture insisted on bringing their politics to the Promised Land. The Serbians and Croatians fought with knives constantly and could not let anything go. My parents were social workers and did their best to help. I was raised to be non-judgmental and to accept everyone. The racism against First Nations people was disgusting. So then, moving to Toronto was a whole new experience. I had to find a job, an apartment and learn how to take care of myself. I loved going to parks and Center Island. on the little ferry. I craved green trees, flowers and fresh air. It was time to find my home. I called Dan and we arranged to meet. I did not expect to see an International van with Sufi princess painted on the side pull up. And another surprise, Dan was a large man with a big beard, and was a practicing monk. He had taken a vow of silence, so we communicated with rudimentary sign language. If necessary, we would write notes to each …show more content…
So off we wen't, with no regrets. It took ten long days to cross our incredible country. Dan cooked brown rice and kohlrabi on a Coleman stove. We slept in heavy sleeping bags and washed in gas station bathrooms. We made it to Calgary and decided to stop at a pub. The place was full of cowboys, and they decided they didn't like our hippie dress. Within minutes they began jeering and threatening. We bolted for the door. They were right behind us, pelting the van with beer bottles. What a horrible experience! After the monotony of northern Ontario and the prairies seeing the Rocky Mountains was fantastic. The poor old van labored valiantly and steadily (as) we carried on. On through Alberta and into BC. Not long now. As we grew closer to the coast, the air grew warmer and there was a fine mist all around us. Driving through the fields of the Fraser Valley, I could see huge mountains in the distance. I was very excited and thrilled by all the sights and sounds around me. Soon we were in Vancouver and I could see the ocean. We drove to Kitsilano. There were people, sitting outside cafes, in sandals, in November! This was nirvana. Exactly where I wanted to be, for the rest of my
Could you imagine traveling the United States in just your specially made camper and the only company you have is your pet? John Steinbeck, the author of "Travels with Charley" wrote about his 1960's road trip about visiting multiple states. "What are Americans like today?"; that was the question that started his journey. His travels began in Long Island, New York, then he followed the outer border of the United States; from Maine to the Northwest. After he traveled to the Pacific Northwest, he went to Salinas Valley in California then across Texas, and through the Deep South. Finally after that 10,000 mile journey, he made is back safe and sound to New York.This rough and long trip included: meeting new people, exploring, and visiting different states.
Every cold Alberta winter, or dry summer, makes me long for the East Coast. When I grow tired of the brown dirty hills of Alberta, I can close my eyes and picture being back in New Brunswick, bright green meadows and clear rivers. I miss how the fog creeps into your yard in the early mornings, the bittersweet smell of the sea that never could be washed out, I miss the feeling of home. As a child, my family and I would road trip, traveling East to the sea. I remember how the vastness of Alberta would change into the golden prairies of Saskatchewan, then shift into the forested hills of Ontario, and finally the calm rocky shores of New Brunswick. I remember the house we lived in, white paint peeling off the sides of the house, a Canadian and Arcadian flag flying on the porch (put there by my historian of a cousin), floral green wallpaper clashing with antique, mismatched furniture. That house has been in my family for generations, each of our stories have been told, beautiful new memories have been made there. I miss it so much. I miss the beach side bonfires, sparks drifting so far away they became stars, the rainy marketplace days, coming home and smelling like fish. The Alberta cold makes my heartache, I want to go home. My home is a comfortable old cabin, where I grew to not be scared of a
Bonjour, la famille! I know that around this time that we are supposed to be moving to a different house, but I wanted to let you know that maybe it could be possible if we move to a different country. I know this sounds like a lot, and the answer is probably no, because there would be so much for us to have to get used to. But I was thinking… what if we moved to Canada? It would be closest to the United States, so we could get passports & come visit family and friends. Also, I learned about this thing in Civics called Gross Domestic Product (GPD). It is the calculation of the Market values. The Gross Domestic product for Canada is approximately $1.573 trillion (2015 est.). Wow! That’s a lot! The Gross Domestic Product, though, per capita,
The steps to becoming a Canadian citizen are comprised of several components. The fact of the matter is that citizenship does not end when an individual obtains the documents that enable them to participate within civic duties and responsibilities. Based on the evidence of expert T.H. Marshall, within his academic essay entitled “Citizenship and Social Class”, the formation of social citizenship “promised greater economic equality, improvements in social welfare, services and education, and the opportunity for individuals to "share to the full in the social heritage and … live the life of a civilized being according to the standards prevailing in the society” (Marshall 1964). Social citizenship is also attributed as the basis of all forms of citizenship, yet is often debated whether it is currently possible and exercised by those of who it would benefit. According to the principles of T.H. Marshall’s literary work, social citizenship is active, as demonstrated through: the four core aspects citizenship, the basis of social policy, and the resulting actions taken by governing bodies.
For a unit increase in human capital the wage will increase by 13857 holding all the other variables constant. This further supports the human capital theory that higher education leads to higher financial returns in the job market. Assuming that the reference category for sex is female, males get 17436 more in wages than females. Age however showed to have a positive correlation with wage where for each year increase in age, wage will increase by 6528. This could imply also that experience which comes with wage contributes to higher returns in the job market. When we compare the estimates for Quebec, Alberta, and Ontario, the average wage is decreases by 3060 for residents of Quebec. It increases by 9167 for Ontario, and 12828 for residents of Alberta.
What impact does immigration have on the economy of Canada? This research points out possible effects on the employment and wages of domestic workers, Canada’s trade with other countries, the size and growth rate of the economy and the prices that Canadians pay for goods and services. Immigration has directly affected the through the addition of workers to the labor force. At the most basic level, immigration increases the supply of labor in the economy. More labor means more goods and services being produced, so that national output (GDP) rises. Immigration also affects the prices of the inputs that are used to produce these goods and services. Those inputs for which immigrant labor substitutes will suffer as the prices of their
Growing up in Canada around a variety of remarkable cultures has helped me see the world in a different way. It gives me a more visual, mental, and emotional way being able to view the world. Being around the multicultural nature of this country has not only led me to learn more about other cultures but has helped me mold the culture I grew up around at home in my individual way. As I mature I have come to realize how growing up around many cultures and myparentsPakistani culture has helped “shaped the sight of my own particular eyes” from those of my parents and ancestors.
... and I started to realize some of the good effects that moving has had. I now understand that this experience has changed me in positive ways as well. Soon I would have friends in different places in the world that I can visit. I would have many places where I could go and feel like home. Most importantly, I would learn that one can adapt to every town and its people and that friends can be made everywhere. Every place has its conveniences and its problems. Every town has its generous and heartless citizens.
Canada, being recognized as one of the best destinations for immigrants, has been and will be attracting more residents through immigration. Meanwhile, with its accelerated development, an increasing number of Chinese residents decide to move to Canada to experience a completely new way of living. Along with these immigrants are the dependent children that are bought Canada by their parents. New immigrants face challenges from all aspects, such as English being the new language, different culture and traditions, and an unfamiliar way of living (Pottie et al., 2008). To help immigrants through this difficult transition period, the government offers free English lessons to adult immigrants and many communities and organizations offer help with administrative tasks such as applying for health care and registering in local clubs and community centre. From the tremendous amount of effort by different organizations and sectors, it is easy to see how difficult it is to face the impact for adult new comers can be.
It was a two-day hike but when we finally arrived he had a feast our new neighbors to celebrate our independence from the corrupt government in the city. I explained to them why I left the city. In the morning everyone got to work building houses and hunting. Gaea and I only had enough food for ourselves, so we set at to find a source of food for the rest of our colony. We found a large pond, a couple hours walk from our house, that could be
United States usually known as the “melting pot” and it is a typical immigrant country. In the past 400 years, United States has become a mixture of more than 100 ethnic groups. Immigrants bring they own dream and come to this land, some of them looking for better life for themselves and some want to make some money to send back home or they want their children to grow up in better condition. Throughout the history there’s few times of large wave of immigration and it is no exaggeration to say that immigrants created United States. For this paper I interview my neighbor and his immigration story is pretty interesting.
No friends, no family members and no house to live in. It’s so hard to put everything behind and go to the place that I didn’t know anything about. I was born in Iran, my language, and all of my memories are from Iran. My parents move from our country to Virginia, four years ago, so they no longer worry about their children’s future.
One of the great ways to learn about the world around us is to take a trip.
I was smacked in the face by a gust of hot, humid Texas air as I found my way off the bus. The once brisk morning was getting hotter by the second. My friend Kristi and I looked towards our left and there she was, the Norwegian Sea. The cruise liner that we would be on for the next week. It was the biggest ship I had ever seen up close. Ten stories high and nearly 1000 feet long. It had an intimidating presence that took one's breath away.
This area of the world is so foreign to my Oklahoma life; it infuses me with awe, and with an eerie feeling of being strongly enclosed by huge mountains, and the mass of tall trees. However, when my foot first steps onto the dusty trail it feels crazily magical. The clean, crisp air, the new smell of evergreen trees and freshly fallen rain is mixed with fragrances I can only guess at. It is like the world has just taken a steroid of enchantment! I take it all in, and embrace this new place before it leaves like a dream and reality robs the moment. As I turn and look at my family, I was caught by my reflection in their impressions. The hair raising mischief in the car was forgotten and now it was time to be caught up in this newness of life. It was as if the whole world around us had changed and everyone was ready to engulf themselves in it. The trickling of water somewhere in the distance and the faint noise of animals all brought the mountains to