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Digital Autobiography Rico Wu Blk 1 I was living each day like any 3 year old would; getting curious, making mistakes,

learning from the mistakes, and repeating the cycle. Each day was almost exactly the same as

the next and that was perfectly fine by me, as long as I didn’t get hurt or get scolded for doing

something stupid. It was on a hot summer day though, that my parents said something to me I

never expected they would ever say that really turned the tides for my life as a whole. A new

rush of curiosity flowed through my body as a I heard the words “Me and your father are going

to Canada.” Of course, being three years old; I had no idea what that meant but it soon dawned

on me how much my life would change. They
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Holding back the tears in my eyes as I waved

my parents goodbye at the airport, I would then live with my grandparents for the next two years

of my life. I don’t really remember much other than the stories my parents used to tell me. They

felt really bad leaving me here for so long but our talks on the phone were always really cheerful

and they were surprised on how fast I recovered from being sad and back to my normal curious

self.

Two years later In the spring of 2006, as usual, I was waiting for my grandparents to pick

me up from preschool and my mom for the first time in two years. As we shared a long and nice

hug that was two years overdue, she told me that we were going to be immigrating to Canada

within this week. Most kids my age would’ve probably been heartbroken because of the fact that

they would probably never see their friends again, but since I didn’t really have that many close

ones, I was more eager than ever to start packing my bags and finally go experience life outside

of china. Farewells were definitely the hardest part of it all though. Every one of my

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