Housing in Canada

Discussing the living conditions in Nigeria in one of my earlier post, I pointed out how exceedingly better we live here in Canada. I see this as a very important aspect of life and would love to buttress on that, making a few illustrations.

More Opportunity

Some of those things that make living in a country like Canada more pleasing and beautiful such as gardening and growing of trees are made possible because there abound many more opportunities to work and make the required money to maintain such a high standard of living as compared to the struggles an average Nigerian go through on a daily basis to only come up with what’s only enough to feed and a little leftover to cater for other basics like clothing and shelter.

When I refer to more opportunities, I also mean the ability to easily access basic amenities like power supply and good running water. Formally I talked about how the noise from several generators wouldn’t allow us a good rest at night and how we got to stand up early to use the cloakroom before it is polluted due to lack of power and running water respectively.

Having these all-important amenities could save a lot of people the painstaking alternative of a generator and the continuous purchase of petroleum and having to make repairs at a high price. This would also afford people a better living environment as a result of reduced burns of fuel and release of toxic gases into the atmosphere. Oh, how essential good running water is to life, I believe I do not need to expound so much on that.

Giving Thanks

Some of these things have been regarded to as norms for those of us who have it freely, including myself and we do not realize the special advantage we do really have here.

I do believe some of us have gotten more reasons to be grateful and to take time out to really appreciate all we have in our lives.

I Miss My Country

Oh, my Beautiful Nigeria!

How can I forget the good old days of my birth country? I lived there when times where pleasant, when the tertiary institutions were standards, when the hospitals were world class, when folks could fly the Nigerian Airways to any part of the world and alight at their destination with pride. It was a nation where tribalism and religious differences weren’t the order of the day, neither was insecurity from supposed fellow countrymen the fear in the heart of most.

I do not intend malign my country nor is it my aim to libel the continuous effort of the heralds and well-meaning citizens to see that Nigeria takes it place as one of the leading world nations again. I do this to share the experiences I had there and to advance knowledge about the happenings and the everyday reality life of many people in my home country.

In my dear nation today, it’s every man to himself, what they refer to as OYO (Own Your Own). Leaders sought after power for selfish gains, followers attack each other for fallacious ideas, beliefs and doctrines, every day is greeted with another awful news; ASUU (Academic Staff Union of Universities) continues months of industrial action, Youth Corp members die on road, Soldiers killed by religious terrorists, Man commits suicide due to depression, etc.

Indeed, unsatisfactory occurrences unfold here too but they are not as frequent or pronounced as it is over there. Hopefully, in writing, I’ll be able to draw certain resemblance and distinctions between both nations.

Working Conditions in Nigeria and Canada

Indeed, the general living conditions in Canada is of a higher standard and in consonance with that, the glut of employment opportunities here is something Nigeria is not proud of. As a matter of fact, the struggle to create job is getting worse and unemployment rate rises by the year as more tertiary graduates are released into the labor market.

My work

For me, getting a job wasn’t difficult at all but what actually delights me is that I do my dream job. I work as an accountant for a stucco Vancouver company, something I had fell in love with from my childhood days way back in Nigeria. The job is similar to what my father did back then, he actually made me fall in love with numbers. He was so good at arithmetic that his small circle of friends back then jokingly call him “The Computer Brain”. His ingenuity and brilliance was however not met with a commensurate pay, a figure too exiguous when compared to what I earn now.

How favored we are that we live in a place where we can set our hearts to things and get them done, many would do anything to be in our shoes. Many people world wide are still at that point my father was decades ago, working rigorously for hours everyday, some even on weekends only to get meager salaries or wages.