The first few days of being in Vancouver I learnt that the area we were staying in was Delta. My Aunt lived minutes away from the town's center point where there were supermarkets, drug stores, fast food restaurants etc. It wasn't snowing but it was extremely cold and I had to bundle up in many layers of clothing. The air felt different and I enjoyed seeing 'smoke' come out of my mouth as I spoke. My mother, my grandmother and I would walk around town everyday when my aunt was at work and everyday we would find a new store to check out.
The people were so different from the Trinidad attitude I was accustomed to. At the local supermarkets the employees would greet you with a smile. They would have common courtesy and say "Good morning dear" or "Hello there". I was very surprised considering how often in Trinidad that happens to you at the supermarket. My eyes were wide with excitement at all the various pastries, bread and snacks I saw. I picked up a few of the numerous kinds of bread they had and inhaled deeply that fresh bread smell. I never knew there could be so many shapes sizes and various forms of bread.
What most amazed me was the price difference and I remember when my mother spoke to me about the difference in their dollar to ours and the exchange rate. I specifically remembered that I bought Bubbalicious gum for about $0.55 CAN and I was so happy for that small treat. I really loved myself the night we bought pizza for around $8 CAN from the local shop called 'Panago Pizza'. It smelt divine and I opened my mouth as wide as I could and stuffed my tummy with as much slices as possible.
In these moments I forgot that my dad was gone and it felt like he was back in Trinidad. The only time I was reminded of him were when my family spoke of him and when I did remember him I thought of where he must be. As a child I told myself that he must be in heaven with Jesus and he would bless my mother and I.
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