Settlement

I came to Canada in summer. I was surprised when it stayed light outside until 9pm. In my country, it got dark early, before six; we used to say “good night” after 12 noon rather than “good afternoon.” I loved the long sunny days in Ottawa. People were outside playing and talking late. Those long summer days made me feel like I had more time to discover my new home. It felt happy and full of life.

Then winter came. The first time I saw snow, I was amazed. But the cold shocked me. My hands hurt without gloves. I slipped on ice many times. I remember once how I struggled to stay upright, in front of many people. A gentleman walked up to me and asked if I was doing Kung Fu. At 4pm, it was already dark. I missed the warm sun.

Now, I understand both seasons. Summer gives us light and fun. Winter teaches us to be tough. I'm proud I survived my first Canadian winter. Each year, I learn to love both the sunshine and the snow. That's what makes Canada special.