You know, I was just reading over a variety of blog awards, and I managed to amuse myself for a variety of hours looking at several very different views on a variety of subject areas (especially one on Mother Theresa, which almost made me cry. I'm such a sentamentalist.) and it made me really think about something I'm always thinking about these days, namely my 'Canadian' identity.
Sometimes I feel like I'll be able to discover much better what it means to be Canadian in Quebec, because I'll get to peer into the minds of the French-Canadians, and kind of understand the central part of Canada a little better. (I'll never understand the GTA, but hey, that's just me.) I'm feeling really nostalgic about everything these days, and in my many reflections (most of them on french verbs, currently) I find that there are a couple of pieces of Canadian culture that really speak to me in a variety of media:
Book: Fifth Business
Song: Northwest Passage (One of my favourite songs)
Famous Canadian: (There's someone famous who's Canadian???)
Anyways, I find these days, all those things I was being taught about Canadian identity aren't really all that true. There's a real Canadian identity out there, somewhere. I don't think it's very unified, but I think that's more a blessing than a curse. Most importantly, I find that French-Canadians really are misunderstood, since I have yet to meet one (whether in the 'Oui' or 'Non' camp) that isn't absolutely friendly and genial.
Sometimes I feel like I will 'have it' once I have my Canadian identity.
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