It has been over two years since the first time I landed in this country. Unlike most of the immigrant children, I arrived here with my parent, and somehow ended up being the only one in my family who remains in Canada. Life in Canada has greatly shaped my personality – it not only brings me precious lifelong memories, but also helps me to become a unique, stronger and better me.
I still remember the first impression that I had of Regina: a small, lifeless and depressing town. It was a cold windy spring day in May, 2013 when our friends came to the Regina airport to pick us up. As they were driving us to their house, I started to lean my head against the window in the backseat and stare at everything passed by: the sky was clear, the trees
I still remember the first impression that I had of Regina: a small, lifeless and depressing town. It was a cold windy spring day in May, 2013 when our friends came to the Regina airport to pick us up. As they were driving us to their house, I started to lean my head against the window in the backseat and stare at everything passed by: the sky was clear, the trees