On Thursday’s class, we discussed various types of issues around culture, language and education issues; therefore, I was thinking, what matters most?
As an immigrant, I left my homelands, step on this unfamiliar land, and begin my new live. Culture differences and language barrier definitely bring me numerous inconveniences and troubles; sometimes I think come to Canada is a wrong decision. However, I realize that what makes difference is that the degree you see the object. If you always complain about your new life, unfair destiny, you will never feel satisfy, and you get no chance to see the bright future. An object is nothing special unless you use a special vision to see it. Happiness is everywhere; nevertheless, the heart to find the happiness is not.
On my way home, one of my friends told me his story happened in the elementary school: “When I was a kid at school, they asked what I wanted to be when I grow up. I wrote down, "happy". They told me I didn't understand the assignment, and I told them they didn't understand life.”
Thus, what matters most?
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