Today is June 5, to this date last year, I think I was on the plane to Japan, and there I stayed for 5 hours, waiting for another flight straight to here (Canada).
I arrived in Pearson International Airport in June 5 also, for there is 12 hours of time difference. When I went outside, I removed my jacket because I thought that it is going to be humid outside. I wasn’t thinking of spring because I don’t know spring. We haven’t introduced to each other yet. I just found out few weeks ago that Spring’s actually name is Rhain also known as Rain.
It is so strange that, these people here are always talking about temperature. Today is 23 degrees and tonight is going to be 13 degrees.
I only see the weather conditions when I am watching news on TV when I was back home. My friend here told me that, maybe because you only have same weather every time.
Anyway, I promised myself a gift for my endurance. 4 years ago, when I finally decided to get off my parents place and giving up everything I get for free, my father told the rest that I’ll go back to where I don’t even buy even my undies. The place where I am protected from storms and flood - if I am not going outside when there’s heavy rain- and I am loved and pampered with fluttered eyes.
Now here I am, have been worked to Singapore for 2 and half years, there I learned that I can cook (bleh tatay!), visits Malaysia and Indonesia for few days’ trip and working as a Live-In Caregiver in Canada for a year now, where I also learned that I can cook some delicious food (bleh again tatay!)
I guess I already passed all the trials an OFW should deal with, although home sickness attack from time to time.
So I decided to give myself a gift, maybe a coffee from Tim Hortons and a walk again to Downtown. One big
bottle of Beringer’s White Zinfandel and Nikon D60? How’s that for me?
