’m writing this on the morning of Canada Day, thinking about all the fascinating things I’ve read about and seen, and all the interesting people I’ve met. One thing I’ve come across over and over again is the question of what being Canadian even means-if you ask a dozen different people, you’ll get a dozen different answers. Some critics have claimed that we as Canadians mostly get by on declaring that we’re not Americans, without ever truly defining what that means.
That said, in all of my readings and studying the mysteries of our country, I’ve found several traits that I think could be seen as distinctly Canadian. Obviously not everyone will agree with what I’ve come up with, and I certainly wouldn’t claim that I’ve identified everything that marks us as a country…