“Really, that’s your favourite Canadian hero? I would have thought maybe singer, but hero?”
My reply could have and maybe should have been, “You stupid idiot, Anne Murray is no hero! She hasn’t even had a hit song for like 50 years!”
And in that small exchange I demonstrate one of our Canadian traits, politeness.
For the last few days I have been asking people who is Canada’s most famous hero. The answers have been predictable and odd and telling. We Canadians are a strange bunch. And we are opinionated! (In a very polite way.)
Being Canadian has made me smug. I can’t help feeling just a little superior when someone asks where I was born and I get to say “Canada.”
I have no idea what twist of fate and karma allowed me to be born in Vancouver but each and every day I feel blessed. You may complain about politics, taxes, the weather or god-forbid, multiculturalism, but I just smile and feel smug. I get to live here.
I am Canadian.
So on this Canada Day I can’t help but have a smirky little smile on my face.
I love Canada.
And my favourite Canadian hero? Terry Fox.