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Freedoms & Friendships

MC40_PatternSquare07aI am from Bangladesh. I born in a small city called Pabna. We are 4 people in our home (Mom, Dad, my brother and me). Being born in a Muslim family, I grew up with lots of restrictions. I never traveled anywhere without my parents. In my second year of University, I told my dad I want to go to abroad to continue my study. At first I thought he would never allow me to come all by myself. Finally he said, if you get the visa then he would let me go. This is how I end up coming to Canada.

I was really excited as I was going to experience snow for the first time in my life. Very first day of the school, it was storming. I probably fall couple of time on the way to school in that day. The cold was unbearable for me. Still I found it was fun to cope up with the weather. The most beautiful thing I enjoyed after coming here was the environment of the school. Everybody is so welcoming and helpful. I was involved with different cultural club in the school. That gave me the opportunity to meet lots of friends from different part of the world. I am so blessed to have my two best friends whom I met at the University of New Brunswick Saint John. One is from Canada another one is from UAE.

After I completed my graduation, I was involved with the Saint John Multicultural and Newcomers Resource Center. Here again I meet lot of people from different region through different activities. So after I have moved to Saint John, I had the opportunity to learn about different culture, food and I am enjoying it every bit of it.

 - Nazma in Saint John, NB

From South Korea and Scotland to Small Town Canada

MC40_OrilliaSignThis story spans many years.

In 1964 my husband, 4-year-old son and I emigrated from Scotland to small town Ontario – Orillia, Stephen Leacock’s Mariposa. We were readily assimilated into the mainly white Caucasian population, many being second and third generation descendants of early settlers. It was an easy transition for us moving from one country to another. We were accepted and made welcome as there were several immigrant families from England and Scotland living there already along with a small, well established Italian community.

It was not the norm for aIl newcomers.

In 1967 I saw a young Asian couple with a little boy carrying their laundry to a nearby laundromat and commented to my husband on how strange and lonely it must be for them as they were the only Asian family in our small town. Seguir leyendo →

Vida con Grace

MC40_Grace_Mi madre era ama de casa y crió a seis hijos; nuestra familia se mudó cada tres años con el trabajo de mi padre. A medida que pasaba el tiempo, He decidido yo también servir a mi país y de mi comunidad como un agente de policía; También sabía que quería que mis hijos tienen raíces que mitigarían mi trabajo por turnos y los viajes de mi marido. ¿Cómo iba a hacerlo todo?

La señora de la agencia de niñera juntar las piezas. Ella acababa de recibir una solicitud de una mujer llamada Grace quien tuvo cuatro hijos propios. Grace quería un trabajo que estaba cerca de su casa y que daría cabida a su propia familia necesita atención. Al cabo de sólo una reunión para Grace y yo decidimos que podrían trabajar juntos. Ese día fue también el comienzo de una amistad para toda la vida. Ya sea explorando las tiendas de jardinería juntos en la primavera o el secreto comercial listas de deseos de Navidad, hemos disfrutado de la compañía del otro y se apoyan mutuamente cuando se necesitaban. Seguir leyendo →