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Dive into the pages of a life that defies convention, overflowing with extraordinary experiences and an unyielding spirit. In this candid narrative, you'll journey alongside the author through the highs and lows, the triumphs and troubles that have painted the canvas of their existence. This isn't just a story; it's a raw testimony, a chronicle of medical battles and unmasking corruption, where even the very institutions meant to protect falter. Through the lens of these pages, the curtain is lifted, revealing the struggle against dirty cops and steering a world tainted by deception.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
Welcome to Canada: The Other Side
Michael J. French
Copyright © 2024
All Rights Reserved
ISBN: 978-1-962464-58-1
This book is dedicated to my beloved parents. My father, who taught me how to be a man, and my mother, who taught me how to be a gentleman. Without their love, guidance, and support, I would not be where I am today.
Last but not least, to Myles, who gave me the strength to power through my hardest times.
I am no writer, and I couldn't have succeeded in this endeavor if it wasn't for Pacific Ghostwriting service — thank you for allowing my words to flow beautifully into the digital world of art. Sam, James, Rebecca, Cody, and each and every one of you, I appreciate your hard work.
And to the people that I reached out to for help and who refused to assist me, you know who you are.
I was born at Elgin General Hospital in St. Thomas, Ontario. My educational journey includes graduating from high school in 1985, completing the General Machinist course in 1991, advancing further with the Tool and Die program in 1993, and gaining expertise in Cad/Cam and AutoCad during the same year. I expanded my skill set in 2020 by mastering Excel, Word, and Outlook.
I’ve been continuously growing in my career as an Industrial Maintenance Mechanic Apprentice, with most of my coursework completed between 1994 and 1995. As for the future, who knows what opportunities lie ahead?
What motivated me to write this book stemmed from a frustration with the injustices I observed. Time and again, I witnessed people getting away with crimes. While I may not define myself as “normal,” I realized I had a passion for fighting against these injustices. Winning a fight is rewarding, but I never back down from a battle. Throughout my life, people have constantly challenged me, and I relish being underestimated. I’ve only backed down from a fight twice, and those regrets still linger. If you’ve gotten on my wrong side, you know I’m not easy to deal with. If you cross me, you better have a proper plan because I won’t back down without a proper fight.
The positive side of Canada has been seen or heard by almost everyone around the globe: its hospitality and kindness. But now, brace yourself for the other side. I am about to take you on a journey that will describe my life, my medical background, the corruption, and the dishonest cops I have had to face throughout my years.
I learned the truth about what goes on in Canada through my own experiences. As I sat in the emergency room and listened to other terrifying tales, my eyes were opened to what was happening around me.
Many problems in Canada have been ignored for far too long. The information presented in this book is a call to action that forces you to pay attention and open your eyes.
Too many people decide to watch first and not participate in order to avoid stepping on someone else’s toes. But one thing you will learn about me through this book is that I don’t treat anyone differently because they wear a badge or have a fancy title. Cops, doctors, lawyers, and politicians are all the same to me. I won’t hold back as I write this book, and I am not afraid to ruffle a few feathers.
Disclaimer: This book is a memoir. It represents the author's current memories of past experiences. The majority of the names and traits have been altered, along with some events that have been recreated.
“If I could travel the world, I would start it by visiting my hometown.”
-Pratik M Sodde
Home is where people feel the safest, the most loved, and the most protected. It is a place we are not only used to but also tend to develop a specific familiarity with because we are so habitual in spending our time there. It is a place from which we leave each morning and to which we return at the end of the day. Now, obviously, our homeland is also our home in a way, and its sole purpose is to provide security, identity, privacy, and a sense of control and belonging. Despite these being some essential things that your homeland is supposed to provide you, that is not always the case.
I was born in the city of St. Thomas in southwestern Ontario, Canada. Because of its history, St. Thomas can be considered a rough town. Before getting into the gritty details, let me first discuss its history.
The city of St. Thomas is located at the intersection of two historical roads, and the first settlers in the city date back to the year 1810. It became a village in 1852. From then on, developmental programs were carried out in the village, and later, in 1861, it developed enough to be incorporated as a town. After 20 years, in 1881, it was finally incorporated as a city on the country’s map. The city was named after Canadian soldier and colonial administrator Thomas Talbot, who significantly contributed to the city’s development in the early 19th century.
From the late 19th to the early 20th century, several railways were constructed throughout the city, making St. Thomas a crucial railway junction.
During that time, St. Thomas was expanding because of the railway. The tracks were the main reason why the military built the biggest airbase in Canada around that area for training for the war. The base was in a small area outside of a town called Fingal, which is very close to St. Thomas. The military was taking over St. Thomas, and there were houses in the town being built belonging to normal military families. Then came the mansions that were built for the upper class and elite. These houses made St. Thomas almost double in size and made the city what it is today.
After the first railway track was completed in 1856, 26 more railway tracks were constructed throughout the city. By 1914, eight different railways operated in St. Thomas, earning it the title of “Railway Capital of Canada.” Time passed, and with it came a decline in the use of the railway as a mode of transportation. So, between the 1950s and the 1960s, several other transportation industries were introduced, which further helped develop the city. In 1944, it was named the seat of the new Elgin County.
Besides its railroad history, some infamous incidents also occurred in St. Thomas, namely, the death of Jumbo - The Circus Elephant. I grew up on 115 Manitoba Street, which was a few blocks away from where Jumbo - The Elephant was killed.
Jumbo was an African bush elephant born in Sudan in 1861. Soon after birth, Jumbo was moved to a zoo in Paris and then transferred to London Zoo, England, in 1865. In the early ‘80s, despite heavy public protest, Jumbo was sold to P.T. Barnum of the Barnum & Bailey Circus and began his life as a circus elephant.