Actually, this isn't true for me, as I was born in Southfield Michigan, on the tenth day of September in 1983, and I have an American birth certificate. TECHNICALLY SPEAKING, I AM….. (cough cough) American, but being proud to live in this great country, and having been brought up as a true, red-blooded Canadian gal, I am not so quick to admit this minor detail to the masses. So then what does it mean to be …showed first 75 words of 1424 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1424 total…of ourselves that counts, and to be quite honest, we seem to be coming up kind of short in that department. It's time to shake off this national angst. Let's get on with being Canadian without constantly trying to define what a Canadian is. Leave that to someone else. It is not the fault of the Americans. They have no devious, underhanded plan to take over. Most of the time, they're barely aware Canada exists.