How we acquired so much Canada Day kitsch, I will never know. Although I prefer to think of myself as a citizen of Earth first and foremost, Canada really is a great country, and worthy of a birthday celebration. Happy Birthday Canada. You're only just a toddler among many nations.
This entry was posted on Sunday, July 01, 2007 at 7:31 PM.
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I'm not a lumberjack or a fur trader.
I don't live in an igloo, eat blubber or own a dogsled.
I don't know Jimmy Suzie or Sally from Canada,
Although I'm certain they're very nice.
I have a prime minister, not a president,
I speak English and French, not American.
And I pronounce it 'about' not 'a-boot.'
I can proudly sew my country's flag on my backpack.
I believe in peacekeeping, not policing;
Diversity, not assimilation.
And that the beaver is a proud and noble animal.
A tuque is a hat, a chesterfield is a couch.
And it's pronounced zed. OK? Not zee. Zed.
Canada is the second-largest land mass,
the first nation of women's hockey
and the best part of North America.
My name is Cathy and I am Canadian.
7:59 PM
Oh you should've warned me and I'd use my canadian kitsch too, courtesy of Mrs. You ;)
Cute pictures!
Me too, citizen of the world above all.