The pride thing is something we Canadians don’t come by easily. But it’s changing. I see this in the flag waving at international venues, such as the Olympics, and I feel it the respect we are given when we visit outside our country.
But here at home, not every house has a flag waving out front or red maple leaves adorning all we wear or display. Our pride is more internal, in knowing that we are peace-loving people. We are polite and courteous, respectful, smart, diligent and hard-working. We are not the best, or world leaders in everything, and rarely boast that we are … we are just Canadian. We are happy in our own skin - skins of every colour. We are the people in the neighbour that everyone loves, the ones who offer refuge, the ones that share, the ones that extend a helping hand, the ones that everyone is happy to have living amongst them. We are not the loud neighbours that live boastfully; the ones that exist in their own geocentric sphere, or the ones that claim to be the best in everything but struggle to keep their number one image from being tarnished.
We are Canadians. And the world thanks us.