There were the slaves who left behind years of bondage and found refuge particularly in the province of Nova Scotia.The large majority of these slaves were accompanied by their Loyalist owners upon arrival.They are the original black Canadians and make up a very high percentage of the population that now live in Atlantic Canada.
The Caribbean population here in Canada is overwhelmingly encouraging because on a consistent basis I am able to interact with people of similar interests and moral backgrounds.It is still quite cumbersome for me to adjust to the variety of cultures and liberal views this beautiful country displays.I have always considered myself a very open minded individual who embraces all persons regardless of social standing or country of origin.I quickly learned that no matter where you go,there will always be some persons who you just will not see eye to eye with.
Just a hop,skip and jump from my native Bahamas seems like worlds away at times.These pangs of cultural loneliness usually manifest themselves when I am surrounded by other people of west Indian heritage,especially on occasions such as heritage festivals.I realize my country has less than 500,000 people in total and so our numbers collectively are so much smaller.
Hardly anyone has either eaten or seen conch,which I must admit I did not think I would ever miss because it was such a staple in our weekly diets.
What is one to do in such a social dilemma?
Adjust is the keyword that satisfies my insatiable hunger for all things familiar.I have transformed my mind and accepted my place in a new country that promises nothing but does it's absolute best to embrace all.I am certain that almost everyone who has ever immigrated at some point in has felt the exact same.
I am not alone,I have my family and new friends to share my awesome journey with,which makes it all worth while.
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