Personal Narrative: Moving To Canada
If you have ever been bullied, you know where I am coming from when I say that it is something that no one should ever go through. Unfortunately, I have gone through it before and I am glad to have fought through it. I can clearly remember the time when I used to get bullied. My family and I had just moved to Canada a few months ago and I wasn't able to speak English very well at the time. I was so excited to learn everything there was to know about Canada, especially now that I knew that everyone didn’t live in igloos. Before coming to Canada I was told by a friend in India that everyone lived in igloos, of course being six at the time I believed her without questioning it. I was also very excited to see snow for the first time because,
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The school had two large maple trees one on each side with a large flag pole in the front. The back of the school had a large playground in one corner of the field and three brownish beige coloured portables in the other which were used by some of the grade six classes. I always wanted to have a class in one, but everyone said that they were always too cold or to hot, or that they smelt weird. It was the first day of school and I was very excited my teacher was extremely nice and I made many friends. We had three breaks a day each an hour long that was when I first started to get bullied. There are many types of bullying such as verbal, and cyber bullying mine was physical. This usually included pushing, tripping, and throwing things at me. I didn’t get why someone would want to hurt others and then laugh about it later. This made me feel confused and scared like I was trapped in a small dark box without knowing how to get out or what was going to happen next. I spent most of grade one with my sister and her friends to avoid the bullies. As I moved on to the second grade I had to find a new way to deal with the bullies now that my sister had graduated and had moved on to middle
The school had two large maple trees one on each side with a large flag pole in the front. The back of the school had a large playground in one corner of the field and three brownish beige coloured portables in the other which were used by some of the grade six classes. I always wanted to have a class in one, but everyone said that they were always too cold or to hot, or that they smelt weird. It was the first day of school and I was very excited my teacher was extremely nice and I made many friends. We had three breaks a day each an hour long that was when I first started to get bullied. There are many types of bullying such as verbal, and cyber bullying mine was physical. This usually included pushing, tripping, and throwing things at me. I didn’t get why someone would want to hurt others and then laugh about it later. This made me feel confused and scared like I was trapped in a small dark box without knowing how to get out or what was going to happen next. I spent most of grade one with my sister and her friends to avoid the bullies. As I moved on to the second grade I had to find a new way to deal with the bullies now that my sister had graduated and had moved on to middle