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Scraps of the life of a Mauritian immigrant

Scraps of the life of a Mauritian immigrant

The islander perspective


  • December 29, 2016

    Signs you grew up Mauritian

    Signs you grew up Mauritian

      You were threatened by your parents that you’ll end up sweeping the floor or in a sugarcane field if you did not get good grades when you were a kid. 2. If you didn’t go to a private high school, you had to endure a single-sex high school. 3. You flirt in French but…

  • December 23, 2016

    Travel to escape or to seek?

    What brings me here? Did I travel to escape something or seek something?

  • November 30, 2016

    I’m a martian in Toronto

    I’m a martian in Toronto

    Since I am in Canada, I have become very culturally aware. Blame it on the fact that there is no representation of Mauritians’ culture and most people have never ever heard about the country. Consequently, I always find myself becoming an ambassador for Mauritius. Since I have to explain the geography, culture and break some…

  • November 14, 2016

    To hug or not to hug?

    To hug or not to hug?

    Greetings have never been so awkward to me until I came to Canada. See, back in my home-country, we are not used to hugging. We either cheek kiss or say hi. Hugs are considered as something very intimate.

  • November 12, 2016

    Navigating life abroad

    Not so long ago, I was googling Canada and making a list of things to do.And before I knew it, here I was in Toronto. My life packed in three suitcases and my heart pounding.

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