Day 26 - Lu (1st person I approached)
January 26, 2014 - Lu was born in China, and moved to Edmonton when he was nine. His parents felt there would be more opportunity in Canada, and that China was too heavily populated and as a result, overly competitive. Lu recalls those first days in Edmonton, with no furniture or food, and the first first meal in Canada being provided by a family friend. The first time the family went grocery shopping, Lu remembers his parents buying a jug of cold milk. He can remember trying cold milk for the first time, and thinking it odd; in China everything is normally consumed either warm, or hot.
An only child, Lu was spoiled with attention, and has a great relationship with his parents, but also feels there is a higher expectation for him to do well in school, and in life. “It’s only natural my parents always want the best, for me, and from me. Just like any parent would. I didn’t have siblings which can sometimes make things easier. All the attention was focussed on me.”
Canada wasn't the first experience of western food, and Lu talked about trying MacDonald's when it first opened in China. He thought it was really expensive, and he absolutely hated ketchup. Snow wasn’t new to him either, but not quite in the same way as Edmonton. I asked if he found it difficult to adjust, as a child, new to Canadian life. “My family lived in a poorer area of town and I went to an inner city school. It was a good start, because I didn't feel like I was an outsider.” The school had a lunch program, and that’s he where he came to like ketchup. “I learned to speak English in an ESL program when I first arrived in Canada.” Some fifteen years later, there is no accent.
While attending the University of Alberta for his undergrad, Lu wasn't sure what he wanted to do. He considered Engineering, and had alway been good at physics, but engineering “just wasn't fun.” Lu got into a pharmacology program and enjoyed the pharmacological aspect - the science of drugs, including their composition. He relocated to Vancouver in 2011, and now in his second year of med school at UBC. He’s still not sure exactly what area of medicine he wants to go in to, but is glad that he quit engineering. “If it's too much like work, and it's not fun, then it’s not worth it. Med school isn't easy, but I enjoy it, so that's makes all the difference.’ #notastranger