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  Back in elementary school, when I started to visit my fellow classmates at their houses to study or to play together, I remember being bombarded with endless recommendations from my mother. She wanted to make sure that I was polite and super respectful in a...

Last week, I read the following at one of the immigrant groups I follow: “Dear Members, I’m a new joiner to this group and have made up my mind to migrate to Canada at the age of 38. I need your valuable advice - is this the right age to be a migrant along with a...

I am provoking you with this title, I want to get your attention! In this world, we are forced to use words to share our ideas with others, but we all know how misleading these can be sometimes, especially when the individuals trying to communicate with each other...

I´d like to talk about this topic from the perspective of a male Immigrant, a husband and father. I think that female Immigrants live the immigration process a little differently than men do. Before I begin, I want to clarify that the following thoughts come from a...

I often think of how wonderful the change is that I have experienced since immigrating. I look at my income, at the fine things that I can buy, at the vacations that I can enjoy with my family and at the amazing business that we are growing and that gives us the...

We are going deep in this article. I am excited, because if I succeed in sharing what I have come to understand about this topic, it may save you years of painful, useless and dangerous stagnation in your growth as an Immigrant, allowing you to take off towards your...

When I immigrated to Canada, I had only been married for 10 months: in fact, my wife Daniela was not included on the original application submitted more than 3 years earlier, so when I got married, I had to communicate the change in my marital status so the...

The act of starting a new life in a new country, with all its difficulties but with infinite opportunities for transforming yourself, is definitely the best decision I and many others have ever made! The possibility of packing up everything and leaving is there for...

The day I left Italy, just before going through airport security, I waved at my little brother, 13 years old at the time, and I remember those big brown wide-open eyes looking at me, but he never waved back. I knew I was his hero, but in the excitement of leaving, I...