Moving to another country with children can be a stressful experience. The tearful confession, “I want to go home,” is the last thing any parent wants to hear. Adults will be going through their own period of adjustment and this, coupled with the logistical matters that lay claim to their time in the early days, can leave them ill-equipped to give their children the help they need to cope with the transition. The good news is that, when properly prepared and supported, children often adjust more quickly than adults.
Growing up on an isolated farm in rural Ireland, my childhood memories are largely happy ones. I spent most of my time playing outdoors. Things could have been idyllic but for the inexplicable holes and blanks in my child’s comprehension. Looking past the fresh air and freedom, all was not well in my world.
Canada is officially a bi-lingual country. English and French are both enshrined in its constitution - although strangely, learning French is not compulsory in the education system. All federal services, policies and laws must be enacted and available in both languages. All MP’s, including the Prime Minister, need to be fluent in them. Canada's premier, Stephen Harper, routinely fields queries in both French and English at Prime Minister’s Questions.
J came out of school today, flushed and full of news, clutching a hockey card in her hand. The Oshawa Generals had visited the school and she'd had a one-to-one with Andy. That's Andy Andreoff to you and me.
Once used to describe the feeling of awe created by, for example, Man walking on the Moon - now the word AWESOME just means Cool... If you want to bond with Canadians in any situation, this is the word you need in your vocabulary!
I am in chocolate heaven right now, HUGE, and I mean HUGE thanks to Lee Newman the driving force behind Stouffville Academy of Music & Dance, the beating heart of the performing arts scene in Stouffville, for picking up some imported Dairymilk from a shady corner store somewhere in the Scarborough area
For a long time, before exchanging my British driving licence for a Canadian one, I would mentally rehearse driving here. Closing my eyes, I would imagine every part of the journey into town, all the intersections, traffic lights and lane changes, haunted by the fear that I would end up on the wrong side of the road and terrified of the potential carnage. I had read, in my trusty “Guide to Living and Working in Canada”, that it was helpful to stick a post-it on your dashboard reminding you to “Keep right”, so I knew it wasn’t unknown for people to forget. If it was a possibility for some, it…
After finishing his breakfast at the Lumberjack Restaurant, Windsor, a couple of weeks ago, an anonymous diner picked up the tab for the other twenty-odd patrons. According to waitress Tina Boomer, "He said, "Tell me what I owe, add $20 a head for each person in here and add an additional $40 for tipping." The total was more than $500. He told staff not to tell anyone until he had left the building.
It's not all suntans and smiles, but if you don't mind being different, it might work for you. An insightful article about the challenges faced by "trailing spouses".
I didn't even know nude yoga existed, nevermind that you can do it in Toronto if you so choose. Why anyone would want to practice their asanas naked in a roomful of similarly (un)clad people completely eludes me, unless it is to decrease their sensitivity to unpleasant sights.