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… stories. Stories of arrivals, of departures, of new beginnings. Among the stories are incredible, and often harrowing, accounts of escape. … different places and time periods. They both ended with a new life in Canada . And although they are not part of our exhibitions, they are both featured in the Museum’s programming. Here is a little bit about each story, and how you can learn more. …
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… I was born in Bremerhaven on January 23, 1941 to Karoline and Theo Muller, two doting parents. Everything was on fire, chaos everywhere. … in Schleswig Holstein. In fact, our house on Kaiser Strasse was completely destroyed after we left. After living in Malente for 11 … you » That did it– I applied for immigration to Canada. I booked a passage on the Arcadia from Bremerhaven to Montreal. Unfortunately …
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… My father, Frank Vermeulen, worked as a veterinarian and farmer in Holland. … to try something to new, and heard that things were much better in Canada. He immigrated to Canada in March of 1927. My parents were … mother had to sell her pearl necklace to be able to purchase milk for her. We travelled by train from Winnipeg to Aberdeen Saskatchewan, …
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… Time 0:02:19 Transcript The night before I left to travel the world for nine months, my oldest sister, Colleen gave me a small bundle of 36 numbered envelopes to keep me company. Inside were notes of encouragement and questions to inspire … the fare just because I was a foreigner. In some of the places I visited the simplest tasks like finding a bank or a place to use the …
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… Traditional Icelandic names tend to have meaning so my name means “ripples in a stream”. I grew up as a third generation Canadian of Icelandic … Afi Johann had built his first little house on next farm. He visited his neighbours and met their new guest. The next day, he came back and said to Thora: “You may as well come home with me.” She needed a place and he needed a wife. They were …
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… were always together, on normal days. On holidays, we would have big celebrations all day- breakfast would be at grandma’s, lunch at grandpas and dinner at my aunts, uncles or my mom’s house. Before I moved, I … with me; I can’t get it package and get it shipped to me. Canada has become from there to permanently here. After living for four years here; …
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… nest. My mother is by herself. Sometimes I go to visit – I tell people I am going home. But when I am coming back to Canada, I tell people I am going home. So where is home? … new school has been a good experience for all of us. My father really passed me his legacy down. All I can remember is that he wanted his …
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… He was dressed in his best slacks and blazer with a crisp, white shirt … Rossi was arriving at Halifax's Pier 21. This time, however, he had come by car from Toronto not by boat from Naples. He was 68 not 18. He had …
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… On December 31, 1958, Zio Mimi took us to Naples where we were to start a new voyage and adventure to our new home somewhere over the big sea. Zio Mimi would have been the most qualified to take us to the port because he has a car. When we boarded the big ship I could hear fireworks in the …
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… I gave the matter much thought and tried to persuade my best friend to come with me. His parents would not agree to let him go, so it was off … Fife on April 5, 1952 by train to Southampton, accompanied by my Mother who would see me off on the ship to Halifax, Canada. I was not to see my mother …