Unfairness Essay

For my parents, it was like building from scratch. Now, it just seems like yesterday, my family and I first stepped into Canada. Even though I am 17 right now I can still remember the day my parents left their native country, Bangladesh, with their two children ages three and four. Carrying four luggages and holding two children, who barely knew how to walk, they stepped onto a new world hoping to have a better future.
As time progressed, my parents and I began to feel the new environment of Canada. An environment, which we thought, we fled from. An environment, full of unfairness and unjust rights, which we thought we left behind. An environment that hit me when I was only eight years old left a mark in my childhood memories.
It all began a few days after moving from Quebec to Ontario, my family and I took the TTC bus to a mall. On our trip to the mall, I witnessed the countryâ...