"A duhnit, please"
The waitress stared at me with a puzzled look.
"A what?"
"A duhnit."
I pointed my finger.
She inquired in an awkward tone, "A donut?"
In Canada, the only option of having to learn and speak in English threw me off course. As my peers grew with knowledge, my learning remained stagnant. I couldn't comprehend the lectures from my professors. Their words flowed too quickly, and I was still trying to adjust to the new language. As I sat everyday in class all I could think about was how my grades were lowering despite my efforts. Tears of frustration filled my eyes at night, and