Just before sailing to Canada, you learn that none of your family in Poland has survived the war; they all died in Auschwitz, most of them during the winter of 1943–1944. A deep sadness fills your soul; at unexpected moments you burst into tears. The only family you have left is your cousin in Canada.
After a sea voyage of twelve days, you leave the ship at Montreal and board a train for a three-day trip across this immense country to Winnipeg. Your arrival coincides with the first blizzard of the winter, and you wonder whether you have made a good decision. However, the outside cold is overcome by the warmth of the reception you receive, and you cry again — but this time in joy and excitement. As you sit with your newly-found family, you feel a sense of life and purpose has been restored to you.
After a while, however, you are becoming restless. You feel that you must make a future for yourself. During long discussions with your cousin, you find that there are two possible paths you can follow: A landowner, your cousin's friend, offers you a job as manager of his wheat farm in the little town of Morden, Manitoba, just south of Winnipeg. You also learn that Toronto, an important city with opportunities for employment and a rich social and religious life, has a large community of Holocaust survivors.
If you decide to use agricultural training on the wheat farm, continue to page 145.
If you choose to try your luck in Toronto, continue to page 142.