Early in the morning of October 2, a flight from JFK International Airport landed in Halifax, Nova Scotia. I was one of the passengers. At an altitude of 25,000 feet, the view I saw was indescribable. I've never seen anything like this before. The lights shone from the ground, the small green trees and the long, dark, curving roads. It was a dark, calm evening, with no moon. I didn't expect the scenery to be so spectacular. I was speechless for a while. As the plane slowly descended to a lower altitude, I quickly took off my seat belt, eager to see the expanse of the view. I got up excitedly to see the whole scenery. When it landed, I eagerly grabbed the items and exited the plane. The smell of the air was different here. It was fresh, cold mountain air. First of all, all I know is air pollution. That day, I knew it was very different here. I went to the airport; it was clean, quiet and empty. It was nothing like I expected. It's the complete opposite of where I grew up. Yet it felt like nothing mattered, all I know is that I can't wait to see the spectacular scenery I've seen recently. I was so excited that it didn't take us long to get the luggage. Then we went through customs checks. It lasted two agonizing hours. However, it didn't bother me. I imagined how life in Canada would be different and how I could get a fresh start. I felt lucky to have a second opportunity to have a different life. Around 2 a.m. we had finished everything and were waiting for a friend in the lobby, who was already waiting. I know, I haven't slept in hours, but I think it's worth it. I couldn't sleep the whole way home. I spent all my time looking out the window. I could barely see anything. I...... middle of paper...... nk, everything is normal. I felt isolated. I will always remember that during recess, I could see everyone having fun except one person who was doing homework and asking the teacher questions. The person was me. Over time, my temporary solution of making myself believe everything was normal became permanent. Now I am adjusted to life in Halifax, Nova Scotia. But I will never forget the memories I left behind during my first days of school. It's been a great adventure. Today, I am the person who spends most of my time doing school work, research and other educational activities. For others, it is not normal for a child or teenager to be like this. In my opinion, that's how I have fun. Today, I still feel the same way sometimes. But I know that what happened in my past, from my first day of school at Park West, shaped who I am today..