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Immigration synopsis + what to do with fear?
2011 - It is about the time when my parents fully decided to immigrate to Canada. My high-school friends had mixed feelings. Grade 9 was finishing up. I had never believed in God or religion but the pressure of leaving my friends and family got me praying to some higher being. Also had to leave my ex-boyfriend. At the time, this all seemed like a terrible idea. Why would we want to move away from all of this? We have such a great house! I watched my parents work so hard to become doctors and take care of me. Why would they want to switch locations? I did not have a clue. All the girly grade 9 hormones of mine were telling me to fight for staying in the country and I did fight.
Today, I thank my parents for bringing me here. The family split up. I went through some horrible moments, months. I like it now. Every day used to seem like meaningless hard work. Now I do meaningful hard work that I love.
The first day in Canada was spent in a school district trying to start grade 10 right away. Before we even had a place to live. Parents successfully got me into what my mom thought to be the best high-school around based on her research. She turned out to be true, like always. She is an amazing lady by the way. I was fascinated by how huge the school was. In my private high-school back home, we had maybe 200 students. But here, around 1500 students (!) or some number bizarre to me. I've grown up into it now. Grown up into a lot of things. Did I forget to tell you that English was not my thing? I almost knew zero English. I knew the alphabet and basic greetings but that was about it. Thanks to my teachers at my Canadian high-school, I know a little more now.
Home from school in the afternoons. I spent a considerable amount of time everyday eating Nutella and almonds. It was good at the time until I really could not function from being sugar high. I was also completely sedentary. I'd like to refer to that period as my post-immigration perfection. Lasted for about 6 months. I decided to go to my local community center and start swimming.
My coach told me that I could start doing life-guarding courses. I did not think I was good enough. I was scared. I tried anyways. I've been teaching swimming and lifeguarding for 5 years now.
Found weightlifting in 2014. When I got back from Italy on January 1st, 2014, I walked into a Fitness gym and signed up for their classes. After 4 months I realized they offer Olympic style weightlifting classes. I tried a few classes and the coach got me to compete in the sport after 3-weeks of practice. I was absolutely terrified. Did it anyway and I've been competing for 4 years now.
Fear(less)
No matter what your Voldemort says, get after it. My Voldemort is the fear talking in my head. When I want to start a new project like this blog, my Voldemort goes crazy. Tells me people might judge me, I might not have the best grammar or writing style. The voice is still there. Good thing that the voice is separate from me, otherwise I certainly would not be here talking to you guys.
Thanks for reading.
Immigration synopsis + what to do with fear?
2011 - It is about the time when my parents fully decided to immigrate to Canada. My high-school friends had mixed feelings. Grade 9 was finishing up. I had never believed in God or religion but the pressure of leaving my friends and family got me praying to some higher being. Also had to leave my ex-boyfriend. At the time, this all seemed like a terrible idea. Why would we want to move away from all of this? We have such a great house! I watched my parents work so hard to become doctors and take care of me. Why would they want to switch locations? I did not have a clue. All the girly grade 9 hormones of mine were telling me to fight for staying in the country and I did fight.
Today, I thank my parents for bringing me here. The family split up. I went through some horrible moments, months. I like it now. Every day used to seem like meaningless hard work. Now I do meaningful hard work that I love.
The first day in Canada was spent in a school district trying to start grade 10 right away. Before we even had a place to live. Parents successfully got me into what my mom thought to be the best high-school around based on her research. She turned out to be true, like always. She is an amazing lady by the way. I was fascinated by how huge the school was. In my private high-school back home, we had maybe 200 students. But here, around 1500 students (!) or some number bizarre to me. I've grown up into it now. Grown up into a lot of things. Did I forget to tell you that English was not my thing? I almost knew zero English. I knew the alphabet and basic greetings but that was about it. Thanks to my teachers at my Canadian high-school, I know a little more now.
Home from school in the afternoons. I spent a considerable amount of time everyday eating Nutella and almonds. It was good at the time until I really could not function from being sugar high. I was also completely sedentary. I'd like to refer to that period as my post-immigration perfection. Lasted for about 6 months. I decided to go to my local community center and start swimming.
My coach told me that I could start doing life-guarding courses. I did not think I was good enough. I was scared. I tried anyways. I've been teaching swimming and lifeguarding for 5 years now.
Found weightlifting in 2014. When I got back from Italy on January 1st, 2014, I walked into a Fitness gym and signed up for their classes. After 4 months I realized they offer Olympic style weightlifting classes. I tried a few classes and the coach got me to compete in the sport after 3-weeks of practice. I was absolutely terrified. Did it anyway and I've been competing for 4 years now.
Fear(less)
No matter what your Voldemort says, get after it. My Voldemort is the fear talking in my head. When I want to start a new project like this blog, my Voldemort goes crazy. Tells me people might judge me, I might not have the best grammar or writing style. The voice is still there. Good thing that the voice is separate from me, otherwise I certainly would not be here talking to you guys.
Thanks for reading.
