Going To Canada Personal Narrative

Canada is known as a country where dreams come true, it is a land of opportunity; this is a phrase I frequently heard while growing up in India, and thus, like any child would, I believed it to be the truth. Ever since I was a youngster, I had made my studies my number one priority because I thought this was the only way I would be able to fulfill my dream to study abroad, specifically Canada. Little did I know then that this fantasy of mine would actually turn into reality. On December 15th, by noon, the news was confirmed that I would be going to Canada on a study basis. I remember I was playing cricket in the local park when I received a phone call from my sister. She seemed fairly exhilarated and I just supposed it was because something happened in one of her teen dramas. After moments of continuous squealing and screaming, she finally delivered the news that I would be heading to Canada in about two weeks time. I was so overwhelmed that I was prancing around the entire village, exhibiting my eagerness. I remember thinking that all my hard work had, at long last, …show more content…
Though I anticipated to be overly giddy with excitement, I was surprised in feeling a bit distressed, no doubt though it was because I would be lacking of my parents’ presence in Canada. However, I made myself set that sorrow aside and look at the optimism that was yet to come.

I recollect the plane ride being uncomfortable to some extent, but I didn’t pay much attention because I was really looking forward to where I was headed. **Explain plane ride here- who you sat with, the food, the overall journey**I was told that my uncle, whom I was close with when I was a child, would be waiting for my arrival at the airport. I was glad I would be seeing him again, since after his marriage he moved to Toronto several years ago. I was a bit nervous though, as years had flown by since I last saw