Voice writing activity

Step One

One of my moments in life that I will remember until the day that I die is the day that I immigrated to Canada. I was around 13 at that time so I didn’t think too much about it but now that I look back at those times, I realize that it was quite an important event. Coming from the middle eastern country of Lebanon to a western and more developed country was a big thing for me. I was so used to doing things the old way back home but everything was different here. From the streets to the people. It wasn’t so easy at first because I had to get used to conversing in French and English. Then there was a thing here which some people take for granted and that was public transit. Back abroad, this consisted of a run down bus stopping and accelerating as it pleased along a highway. But there was an actual bus system here with a schedule and everything and a whole other train system that ran underground. People were friendly here and obeyed laws and followed the rules. They even made their own etiquette like standing on the right side of the escalator and the left for walking. I found this to be pretty neat and wished that this could be a world wide thing. At first I was shy and nervous about starting school here because it was in a whole different language. Slowly but surely, I started to get the hang of it and made friends with many other people who I still keep in contact with up to this day. Soon after that, I graduated and found myself moving up in the world. I started college, and got my very first job on a construction site. Around five years later, I was called in to take an Oath of Citizenship and then was able to proudly call myself a Canadian and move on to the next chapter of my life.

Step Two

My memory that I will cherish forever is the day that I immigrated to Canada. I was about 13 years old when we first arrived so I wasn’t too wowed by the idea or anything. It was a huge culture shock at first because nothing was the same between the two countries. I had to start speaking English and French here. Another cool thing that I like here is the public transport system. Thie system here was organized to the minute. People made their own rules as time went by like standing on the right side of the escalator. Its not written anywhere but we all know this golden rule. School was a different experience because I had to go continue where I Left off but in French now. I made new friends along the way and soon enough, more exciting things started happening in my life. I went to college, got a job, and soon enough became a Canadian.

Step Three

The thought that I shall ever more keep in mind is the day of the year that I exchanged countries of residence and moved to the former British colony now known as Canada. I was but a young Las upon arrival and thus had the slightest of worries. I hailed from the Near East, which is not a land known for great quality of life. A massive change in the way of day to day life. All was different. I started conversing in the local languages of British and French. What amused me the most of this land was the massive infrastructure of municipal funded public chariots and locomotives underground that ran on the clock. Scholar life was now in a different language for me and thus made things difficulter. I met new acquaintances and enhanced my level of knowledge through higher education systems and soon enough was proud enough to call myself a North American.