Her application for immigration to Canada had been approved, after having been rejected the first time round. She had been so thrilled. At long last, she would be liberated from her misery-shrouded family, where money was always short. Her freedom-loving nature had persuaded her to believe that Canada would be the land of her dreams, where she could start her life afresh and with hope. Ideals aside, the practical reason for choosing to immigrate had been money. If her cousin’s experience was any guidance, she would probably be able to earn a secretary’s salary that would, after deducting living expenses, not only be enough to support her mother and siblings, but also to enable her to save a good chunk for further studies.