Canada is a proud land, full of traditions and culture. From our strong moose to our clever beaver, from our maple syrup to our… delicious moose jerky. We are the only country to have Canada’s Wonderland and are (supposedly) bilingual or at least bilingual enough that the English speakers can read road signs whenever they wander into Quebec. We stand tall and proud for the issues that matter to us, unless the hockey game is on and we are the (one of the) greatest countries in the world.
Top ten. Maybe top twenty. Either way we are still up there!
Unlike our American neighbours who like to talk about America first, Canada has a much more open-minded approach to the diverse people and cultures who immigrate to our country. More seriously, there is a diversity here that boggles the mind of some of my American friends that I have talked to. I live in Toronto which means that I’ve been exposed to a myriad of different types of people and I feel all the better for it. We have our healthcare which we will fight tooth and nail for and were one of the first countries to legalize gay marriage nationally.
Not to say that we don’t have faults. As much as we like to remind people that we won the war of 1812 and sent America packing (it’s the reason why Canada isn’t a state), our military is tiny and whenever we buy submarines they seem to set themselves on fire.
But I really love living here and while when I was younger I was eager to escape, the older I get and the more I know about other countries the more that Canada doesn’t seem like such a bad option.
I really think that we should adopt that as our national slogan.
“Canada. It’s not so bad, eh?”
Finally, to round off this post I have a picture of my friend Christ (no really, that’s his name) in traditional and 100% authentic Canadian garb. We weren’t allowed to bring the ax into work which is a shame, really.
I think the wooden handle would have offset his eyes beautifully and really brought out those highlights of colour in his beard.