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Personal Narrative: My Immigration To Canada

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I came to Canada a year ago. As a new emigrant I faced many challenges, that has changed my life. When I arrived with my family in Canada, my parents had a small deposit that just supported us, as a family, for a few months. After that, my parents could not find job due to lack of English proficiency. Canada’s government help us with a small amount of money that helped us to live. From the moment that our deposit finished, I started to look for a job to earn money needs and help my parents. Finally, I could find a part time job in PizzaPizza. Because I was a full time grade 12 student, I could just work during weekends. The only times that were available in the time table that was not in conflict with my study time, was Fridays 5:00 PM to 3:00
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