Sunday, November 19, 2006

Halloween Again

What I do like about the people here in St. John's is the way they celebrate their traditions. When it comes to Halloween, most people around the city decorate their houses with things like carved pumpkin, pumpkin light rounded trees… On October 31st People throw Costume parties and kids go door to door for treat.
Saturday night (28th,October) I went to George street to watch the crowd gathered in different costumes. It was kind of contest and the one who wore the most strange and creative costume won 5000$. People where standing in long queue to buy a thicket and get into a club. St. John’s down town was so crowded until 4:00 AM. I didn’t stay that long to understand who won the prize but I heard that the winner was a girl whose custume costed 2000$!!!!!!

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Experience of being a minority

One year ago when I left my country for the first time I didn’t have any idea about being a minority. I am from Iran, an old country, full of historic buildings and memos. You can find lots of them at louvre and British museum People more recognize Iran by : Persian cats, Persian rugs, and also oil I should say.

When I arrived here at Canada for the first 5-6 month I was pretty busy with getting used to my new environment, where to buy grocery , how to rent a house, how to deal with my thesis and supervisor and above all how to deal with being so far away from my family.

I think it took me a year to settle down, look around my self and see what’s really happen. What did I miss? What did I get?
In Iran we celebrate the first day of spring (21st of March) as a new year. It was the first time in my life that I started my new year far far away from my family. When everyone is working on 21st of March and it doesn’t have any meaning to the most of the people around you, gradually you understand “I am a minority”.

Yes, I got that, it’s a strange feeling to be a minority. I am not nagging about this at all. All I try to do is just to explain this kind of feeling. Maybe it’s the same for all minorities, around the world but I believe when you migrate to another country with a different language and different customs you sense this feeling more strongly.

For me I learnt that everything is temporary like friends, the city you leave in, your job...
Every semester new people join or leave our small Iranian society. I am doing my best to learn how to enjoy every moment of my life. It doesn’t matter if my friends leave, I want to enjoy hanging with them right now. I should learn to be ready to leave at any time. It’s exciting in a way and I can say I like it.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Welcome to NewFoundland

It took me a long time to convince myself to post this. Hmm, let me see: about a year!
Maybe the main reason was, I insisted to write in English which is not my mother tongue but gives me a chance to communicate with more people.

About the name of this blog I should say, everyone has his(her) own book of life and if we consider the childhood as chapter one and teen years as chapter two of this book the adulthood will be chapter three, which I am in. I like to write my life story, it gives me a chance to look back sometimes and see how I spent my years.

Anyway, it’s almost one year that I’m here in Canada, among maple leaf people. Continuing my study, I’m going to school here at St. John’s, the oldest city of North America, located in Newfoundland.

I like this small, harbored, rocky city with its great views. I am used to watch
Cabot Tower every day, located on Signal Hill, on the way home.

Once I read a list of one hundred activities that you MUST DO in Canada. One of them was pub crawling in St John’s. You can get pretty puzzled in
George Street(The famous downtown street) and find several bars at both side of it.

St. John’s is also famous for its long and harsh winte and strong blizzards which cause the entire city to shut down occasionally. Sometimes the gusts reach 80 km/h or even more. All of on-campus buildings are connected to each other through underground tunnels.

Any way, I survived the first winter and the second one is not that far away. Seems lots of fun ha!