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The Road To Where I am Today

My name is Isida Dervishhasani and this is the story of my life.  It began in the city of Elbasan Albania in the year, [1987].  I had a good childhood, because I was too young to know that I had a disability.  As I was growing up, I was beginning to understand that I was different from everybody else.  My family did every thing to make me happy.  They make me to stay with a baby-sitter. Rudina was her name we had a lot of fun to together, but it wasn’t enough.  I needed something else.  Although my family treated me like everybody else, it was the outside world that treated me differently.   I was like everybody else, but I didn’t felt like everybody else, because I couldn’t walk or talk.

My father had heard a little bit about Canada through his friends.  He thought about it with my mother.  They made the biggest decision in there life’s. They decided to leave all they had in Albania, and come to Canada for me.  It was very hard for us to make this decision.  My parents had very good jobs back home.  I can’t imagine how hard it had been for them to come here, but they did it for me.  And I will be thankful to them for the rest of my life.

I still remembered the day I left Albania.  It was the ugliest day of my life, but I had to leave Albania for a better life in Canada.

The first days in Canada were very hard for me.  I was very lonely, and I was crying all the time.  Our friends helped us a lot in the beginning.  One of my friends introduced me to her family doctor.  He introduced me to a very good pediatrician.  The pediatrician fell out the applications for the Bloor view Mc Milan, but I had to wait for 5 months to get in.  I was very angry, because I came to Canada to do something with my life, but I was getting nothing for 5 months.

One day three women came at my home. They said to me for 2 weeks you going to school, but I didn’t believe them, because every time my mother called them they said to my mother the same thing.  One week later the principle of Sunny view with a woman came at my home, and they brought along a new weal chair.  They said to me next Wednesday the 6 of March it is your first day at school.  I was so excited and scared in the same time, because I had never been to school in Albania.

Finally, the Wednesday came, and I had to go to school like everybody else at my age. My mom was taking pictures at me as I entered the school bus.  The staff of Sunny View was waiting for me.  They introduced me to my classmates.  I felt right at home, when I was in Sunny View.  We were all people with disabilities.  We can understand each other better then everybody else. 

 Two weeks later, I had my first of many meetings in Bloor view Mc Milan. The doctors in the Bloor view Mc Milan checked me in everything.  I had to go back there as often as every two weeks.  It was very annoying process, but I needed to see those people. Without them I would not be able to be here and right my story.

 I still don’t know why they graduated me so early from sunny view, because I didn’t know how to read and right in English.   I was not ready for high school yet. Martingrove Ci, was a very good school, and the staff helped me a lot, but it is one person that I am never going to forget her help.  That person is Cristin Carrneu.  She is the reason why I became a writer. I learned how to read and write with her.  My success is her success.

I needed a computer for everything.  It was not easy to get a computer.  I tried so many things, as it got to the point I said enough already!  Am I going to get my computer?  It took me three years to have a computer at school. 

When the computer finally came, I was free for the first time.  I could express myself freely.  Canada has done so much for me.  I came from nothing, and Canada made something out of me.  Canada is the best country in the world after Albania.