You ask me – “How is it?”
First I will answer – “Why…”
This is going to be my third summer in Canada. More than 7,600 km from Moscow. The city I immensely love and miss. It never sleeps, does not believe to tears and has a beautiful atmosphere of dynamic, highly intelligent and involved in art and fashion people.
My life was unpredictable and hectic, I have seen both: poverty a great wealth. I was born in a regular family of bio-chemistry scientists in USSR. I clearly remember the crisis of 1998, when people were losing everything. But the life gave me a great lesson. Even if you have screwed up everything in your life, or the circumstances were against you… eventually there would be a moment when you feel that you have reached the bottom of that grave, the game is over. Stand up; it is over, new life. No time for sorrow and pain, move on. Enjoy every single moment of your new life; never stop dreaming of new perspectives, generate ideas.
Talking of traveling, I had a previous experience of leaving abroad. Two years in Florida. Russian was my first spoken language, English - first written. Bilingual childhood gave the ability to absorb languages pretty fast; I am a great oral learner. One month in Germany gave me another language to speak. These days I try to study Hebrew, the language of my Father`s ancestors. So I always felt myself a global child.
It is impossible to put in three paragraphs all my past, the sound of the Pacific Ocean and the Hurricane Augusta, my seven transatlantic flights, the variety of bread at a supermarket that amazed me in the USA, Mardi Grass beads, sitting on the floor in public places, Kitty Wow of The Week, “I want to go to bathroom” – on a little note card, first friend Daniel, shuttle flying in the sky above my school, learning Russian letters again, communal apartment, my Mother`s charlotte cinnamon apple pie and Russian food, once again 1st grade, summer scout camps, friends forever, horseback riding, waltzing, school theatre, biology, first kiss, programming, my publicized translation of a poem by Tarkovsky…
Well, computer science appeared in my life in a pretty random way. I was a 6th grade student and wanted to improve my user skills. I was attending after class circle of English language and acting, in the same building there was a prestigious lyceum. One of the teachers of that lyceum had a meeting where any child could sign up for free classes in computer science. But that day my Grandmother was returning to Israel and I had no opportunity to sign up. The thing I like about living in Moscow that very often you become good friends with your neighbours. In my case, they were and still are really great people. They went there and signed me up.
It went fast; I was recognized to have potential and passion to be one of the best in the group. I entered the lyceum through the competition. Then were conferences, competitions, awards, bright social life. I had 2 main interesting projects: The 3d reconstruction of the pyramids of Sumerian and a web site on the evolution on books.
Where I was born, teenagers usually go to university after school. I was not an exception, but the “bachelor degree” and “business informatics” just appeared those years in Russia. Well, I liked innovations; I have seen logic in the major and a great application in business. I wanted to enjoy the school and be sure that I would be able to get into good money after graduating. At the same time I worked and volunteered, took during one summer an ESL course in Toronto.
Closer to graduation I looked around. I see the sense of my life in having a strong loving family in the future. Strong means to me, that whatever will happen I would be able to support my children and give them everything that is necessary. Love… is in the air)
Well, frankly speaking… the competition in Moscow is really high. Imagine about 13 million people, thousands of bachelors. You need a university degree to work as a mobile phone sales manager… The concurrence is really high.
Moreover, while writing my diploma project, I understood that I cannot properly estimate the cost and the benefits of implementation of a CRM system in an organization. I saw a lack of education that was requiring a higher master’s level. I felt that really strong while I was working as a Business Analyst.
Next, I am from a regular middle-class family, I could not inherit a whole business… I was leaving with my parents and did not inherit any apartments to start my own family. I want to achieve on my own a better future. Still I have some support, that I am really greatful for.
I could not find a program with the courses I wanted in Russia. As well, I found it challenging to obtain an international degree, which would definitely make me more competitive.
20th of July 2010 I turned 22 years old…
21st July 2010 I was at Brock University looking forward to my MBA Marketing studies.
PS. If you ask me, what tattoo I would have made. It would be a very thin line along my middle finger with a jet closer to the tip... saying "Leaving on a jet plane...".
Miracles of air traveling: breakfast Toronto, lunch in Frankfurt, 20 hours in Frankfurt airport, dinner in Moscow - luggage somewhere in Thailand or Peru.
Wishes of safe flights to my dear friends!
