July 4, 2007

• because at the end of the day, I am.

  
  
  Hey, I’m not a lumberjack, or a fur trader….
  I don’t live in an igloo or eat blubber, or own a dogsled….
  and I don’t know Jimmy, Sally or Suzy from Canada,
  although I’m certain they’re really really nice.
  
  I have a Prime Minister, not a president.
  I speak English and French, not American.
  And I pronounce it ‘a-bout’, not ‘a boot’.
  
  I can proudly sew my country’s flag on my backpack.
  I believe in peace keeping, not policing,
  diversity, not assimilation,
  and that the beaver is a truly proud and noble animal.
  A toque is a hat, a chesterfield is a couch,
  and it is pronounced ‘zed’ not ‘zee’, ‘zed’ !!!!
  
  Canada is the second largest landmass!
  The first nation of hockey!
  and the best part of North America
  
  My name is Rhea!
  And I am Canadian!!!
  

  (who is hopefully moveing out of Ireland sooner than later! ~ I wanna go home!!!))

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