NEUSTAETER: Indigenous Day and Canada Day — Why I’m proud to be Canadian
AM I A PROUD TO BE A CANADIAN GIRL? Well, let’s see, I:
- have my own hockey stick (although I don’t play hockey)
- own at least a dozen toques
- say “toques”
- know many facts about the beaver (two sets of eyelids, mainly nocturnal, not as cute as you’d think, etc)
- was deeply in love with Kurt Browning in the early ’90s
- rejoice at the first snow
- enjoy back bacon (obviously)
- act very offended when foreigners ask if I live in an igloo when I actually kind of wish I did
- am a life-long devotee to Charlotte Diamond, Mr. Dressup, Fred Penner, Today’s Special and the Polka Dot Door (but honestly, can we talk about how weird the Polkaroo was, though?), the Friendly Giant and Sharon, Lois and Bram
- also Celine Dion, Bryan Adams, Neil Young (but mostly out of loyalty), Sarah McLachlan, Anne Murray, Gord Downie …I could go on forever…
- happily camp in the snow (and the rain, sun, sleet, etc.)
- have used the word “toonie” this week (despite its heinousness’)
- think Hawkins are the only real cheezies
- drink Tim Hortons coffee (even though it is clearly not superior coffee)
- own many plaid things
- can recite the original Anne of Green Gables movies line for line
- sometimes find myself humming the theme song of Fraggle Rock
- couldn’t live without Lay’s ketchup chips, Smarties, Fudgee-o’s, and Ruffles All Dressed Chips
- spell favourite with a “u”
- value manners
…and the list goes on.
So, yes, you could say I’m proud to be a Canadian girl.