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Many Chinese in Canada do not come back, but persuade others not to come? What a reason

I had a dream that one day I could come to Canada, and that dream came true.

My family was poor and my parents didn't have enough money to buy us food. They tried their best to send me to study, and that was the only way out of poverty. I am well educated. For the sake of the next generation, I did not marry a girl from the same village. My wife's house is 2000 kilometers away from me.

After living in Canada for seven years, I suddenly realized that I was a little confused about who I was. I can't be a real Canadian, as all my Chinese friends on the Internet say. I was sure I still Chinese, but my Chinese citizenship was gone. Embassy officials saw me as a real foreigner. Unsuspecting foreigners often ask me, "Are you Korean?" "Do they really not know the difference between Chinese and Koreans?" I never confuse them. But now I'm qualified to say what is really Canada.

Canada is a great country. The area is huge. It can be said to be huge. The population is uncertain. Living in the west, I can often drive for two hours and see no one. The mother-in-law came to see her daughter. She was surprised to find only a few deer on the road. She kept asking, "Why are sheep on the road?" Where did everyone go? "I said that people live in the bushes, and deer and bears can only run at high speed.

Is Canada really a free country? Not quite. At least its southern neighbors don't think so. There are a lot of rules in Canada, and they're rules that everyone has to follow, no matter who you are. I went to the U.S. a few months ago and found that people there could buy cigarettes at low prices in supermarkets. Tell the guys who work there, "Canadians can only buy cigarettes at gas stations." Cigarettes must be covered and kept in a cupboard. The customer does not see it. The packaging of cigarettes is also intimidating. He said sarcastically, "Really, I think Canada is free." ”

Canada does have a lot of free stuff. No money for medical treatment, no money for hospitalization, no money for children to go to school (they don't seem to study), no money for others to work, no money for bosses, no money for some drugs, and even imported drugs such as the famous Japanese plant Viagra Renonine can be used without spending money. There are more volunteers here. When I first came, no one wanted to hire me. A lot of resumes were sent, not even interviews. Later, I heard that there were two reasons: the level of education was too high, no one dared to ask for it, and there was no Canadian experience. The first one is simple. Change your resume now. I haven't read a book since high school. The Canadian experience was a bit of a headache. Do you really have to find a local girl in Canada first? Finally someone gave me an interview and everything went well. Finally, the boss said, "We decided to accept you, but we can't pay you, but we can guarantee you a good letter of recommendation after six months." "I am very grateful to him, but I did not accept the offer. I need money to support my family, and the money I brought from China has shrunk to one-sixth.

Canadians are lucky. They have too many resources. When oil prices rise to $130 a barrel, everyone's thinking goes wrong. $200 per barrel? Definitely. How about $300? Quite possibly. How about $400? Nothing seems impossible. Do you want a Canadian experience? Then come to the West. You'll soon find a job. The important thing is that they give, a lot of money. Who says Albert produces dirty oil? For me, dirty oil is a good life. If you doubt our oil, you must be jealous.

If you live where there are four seasons, God bless you, you are in luck. Canada has two seasons, winter and preparing for winter. Canadians eat beer, steak, potatoes, fries in the summer and sleep in the winter. If you see a tall, fat Canadian on the street, you know why.

If someone tells you that he's never driven at PITCH, he's probably lying or never drove. In six years, I've been in PITCH four times. Some people took the initiative to go in, and some friends put me in.

What about Canadians? Yes, it's called very good in Chinese. Canadians love to play number games. The price of cherries is $2.99 a pound, not three. Canadians don't really do very well in math. They say "one second" is actually 10 minutes, and "one minute" is at least half an hour. Canadians work slowly so they can keep resources; they don't get angry, so they live longer; ninety-year-olds walk on crutches but still drive on the highway.

Is there discrimination? I didn't feel it. My neighbor has a snow shovel. He shoveled snow for me in winter. I bought him beer, it was frozen. But I'm a little embarrassed in the summer. The lawn in front of his house is always greener than our house, and there are more flowers in his backyard than in our house. Although I grow vegetables in the backyard, they don't grow flowers. The food that can really be eaten is leeks, grass that looks exactly the same. I grow a lot of tomatoes but never eat them. They usually die before they mature.

Why do many Chinese stay in Canada and instead persuade others not to come? I would speak Chinese and English, but the Canadian government would say it would not be bilingual because the French descendants of Quebec would not speak Chinese. Quebecers don't say Chinese because they're not smart. They have the money to learn French. I studied English for many years, but I never said it well. When I first went to work, I didn't answer the phone and just listened to the message.

It seems that I am really proud only once. That day, my colleague took me to meet a client, a compatriot from China. He came back and said to me, "I just want you to know that your English is not the worst." ”

Canadians love to laugh and laugh for no reason. Colleagues get together to joke and I laugh too, but most of the time it's out of courtesy. Sometimes I had no idea what they were talking about, and sometimes I didn't know why they were laughing. I don't think what they're saying is actually ridiculous at all.

I live everywhere but I really don't know where the real home is. Want to return home? Of course my parents, relatives and friends are still there. I also have a dream that I look forward to the day when the company can send me to China. I'm not Locke. It doesn't matter if the ambassador didn't come.

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