My Ideology In Canada

If I was asked to define ‘ideology’ I would say it is the name of the lens you see the world through. Everyone has a different ideology, which is shaped based on their life experience thus far and can change over time. One's ideology can explain why they like or dislike certain things and whether they are a hopeful or cynical being. Personally, I would describe myself to be a hopeful person, and the reasoning behind it lies within my past.

My parents and I are immigrants, we moved to Canada when I was 3 years old and have moved around the country several times since then. When my parents first came to Canada they had nothing, aside from the clothes in their suitcase and a couple of dollars. I saw my parents struggle to find a job and housing, and establish a life for themselves in a new country where the culture, customs, and language were bizarre and foreign to them. However, despite barriers, such as the rise in discrimination and racism against South Asian Muslims after 9/11, stacked against them, my parents prevailed and built a home for themselves and raised a family here. My parents put in copious amounts of time and effort to be where they are today, but they could not have reached this point without the help of several friends and
Knowing how difficult it can be to find a job and start a new life in a new country, he let us live with his family in his small Toronto apartment, even though accommodating us put a strain on him and his family. Then, when we moved to Montreal, before we found an apartment to live in, another one of my dad’s friends took us in and allowed us to live with them. Thanks to these individuals and their selfless acts of kindness and graciousness we were able to settle into a new lifestyle with ease. Actions like theirs proved to me that despite all the hate and violence in the world there is still some good in the