Being nationalistic on Canada Day
Is it dangerous to be nationalistic? Let me rephrase….is it dangerous to be nationalistic when you’re a Canadian? This morning I woke up with a patriotic grin on my face and the knowledge that this maple-saturated day was one that I was proud to be a part of. Indeed, I murmured out loud, Canada must be the best country in the world.
Whoops, eh?
I said it.
The best? Is this a dangerous concept? It’s certainly subjective and incredibly biased. It’s founded on my own values of adoring a country that has a relentless buoyancy for all things good (freedom, democracy, beer) and a passionate goal of helping others (we’re a nation of peacemakers, mediators, and rights defenders). But it doesn’t mean that I think other countries are worse for wear…it means that in my mind of what we should be striving for in this complicated era, Canada might be the best example of a country to build upon and learn from. Stop laughing – we are a mighty big country in more ways than one.
I grew up in Canada, and though rural Coldwater was a far cry from the hubs of international affairs that I would later grow into, from an early age I knew how unique our country was. We spiritualized traditions from Thanksgiving to Stanley Cups, and were open to whatever sacred or religious beliefs that were held by those around us. We had school trips to pick up litter in parks so that others could enjoy them, and spent Sundays willingly and happily scraping five feet of snow from fragments of lakes to make sure that any kid with skates could get some free ice time. When we went grocery shopping, we went to local farmers markets, Polish bakeries and German delis….all within a few blocks of each other.
Reading books from other countries, and watching television, differences popped out into my mind between Canadians and some of the other folks. I couldn’t understand people who were rude. Canadians are polite to the point of excess…we apologize to people who walk into us, we tip wait staff, busboys and bar tenders without thinking, take coffee out to the guys who plow our street and we talk to each other in the lines at grocery stores.
As I grew up, it became even more apparent to me just how lucky we were…we could say what we wanted in parliament and the media, had free 24/7 health coverage, always had fresh food in markets and stores, kept huge swaths of land as national parks, and, something that I only really appreciated later, we could drink water out of the tap.
Yes, we’re a country with scars of our own, from governmental scandals and rising homeless populations to botched commitments in international debates (climate change comes to mind). But we have the capacity to monitor ourselves, judge ourselves, speak up and apologize and learn to make ourselves better for the future. We are, and have always been, an optimistic nation.
While living abroad over the past years, I have always seen things through a Canadian lens. Witnessing negative practices which are ‘un-Canadian’, bribery, exploitation, child-labour, oppression of basic human rights, I become passionate about how we as a global community can change these ways. This is perhaps a dangerous trait in itself – the naivety that these practices can be curbed, that we are capable of striving for a utopist state of governance and respect for one another. I know that we might not get there, but the Canadian in me makes it so that I want to try. Perhaps this drive is echoed in the fact that we get our most precious product, maple syrup, after fighting for it from frozen trees in the bitter ends of winters.
It is also the Canadian in me that allows me to believe in the concept of ‘global community’. The multicultural foundations of our very nation demonstrate the strengths that come with diversity. Out of our population of over 34 million individuals, many speak our two official languages as well as the native tongues of our founding immigrant populations. We function harmoniously both internally and externally, for we have no international foes. We have the eighth largest economy on the planet and the drive to use it to better both ourselves and less fortunate nations.
To come back to my initial question, I don’t think it is dangerous to have pride for one’s country, as long as your country protects, respects and values both its own people as well as the interests and wellbeing of other nations. In fact, I believe that striving to make your country ‘the best’ is a goal that, if taken all together, betters all, leaving none for the worst. And that, is truly Canadian.
Happy Canada Day – CHEERS to being a positive, progressive and open nation for another 142 years.
Whoops, eh?
I said it.
The best? Is this a dangerous concept? It’s certainly subjective and incredibly biased. It’s founded on my own values of adoring a country that has a relentless buoyancy for all things good (freedom, democracy, beer) and a passionate goal of helping others (we’re a nation of peacemakers, mediators, and rights defenders). But it doesn’t mean that I think other countries are worse for wear…it means that in my mind of what we should be striving for in this complicated era, Canada might be the best example of a country to build upon and learn from. Stop laughing – we are a mighty big country in more ways than one.
I grew up in Canada, and though rural Coldwater was a far cry from the hubs of international affairs that I would later grow into, from an early age I knew how unique our country was. We spiritualized traditions from Thanksgiving to Stanley Cups, and were open to whatever sacred or religious beliefs that were held by those around us. We had school trips to pick up litter in parks so that others could enjoy them, and spent Sundays willingly and happily scraping five feet of snow from fragments of lakes to make sure that any kid with skates could get some free ice time. When we went grocery shopping, we went to local farmers markets, Polish bakeries and German delis….all within a few blocks of each other.
Reading books from other countries, and watching television, differences popped out into my mind between Canadians and some of the other folks. I couldn’t understand people who were rude. Canadians are polite to the point of excess…we apologize to people who walk into us, we tip wait staff, busboys and bar tenders without thinking, take coffee out to the guys who plow our street and we talk to each other in the lines at grocery stores.
As I grew up, it became even more apparent to me just how lucky we were…we could say what we wanted in parliament and the media, had free 24/7 health coverage, always had fresh food in markets and stores, kept huge swaths of land as national parks, and, something that I only really appreciated later, we could drink water out of the tap.
Yes, we’re a country with scars of our own, from governmental scandals and rising homeless populations to botched commitments in international debates (climate change comes to mind). But we have the capacity to monitor ourselves, judge ourselves, speak up and apologize and learn to make ourselves better for the future. We are, and have always been, an optimistic nation.
While living abroad over the past years, I have always seen things through a Canadian lens. Witnessing negative practices which are ‘un-Canadian’, bribery, exploitation, child-labour, oppression of basic human rights, I become passionate about how we as a global community can change these ways. This is perhaps a dangerous trait in itself – the naivety that these practices can be curbed, that we are capable of striving for a utopist state of governance and respect for one another. I know that we might not get there, but the Canadian in me makes it so that I want to try. Perhaps this drive is echoed in the fact that we get our most precious product, maple syrup, after fighting for it from frozen trees in the bitter ends of winters.
It is also the Canadian in me that allows me to believe in the concept of ‘global community’. The multicultural foundations of our very nation demonstrate the strengths that come with diversity. Out of our population of over 34 million individuals, many speak our two official languages as well as the native tongues of our founding immigrant populations. We function harmoniously both internally and externally, for we have no international foes. We have the eighth largest economy on the planet and the drive to use it to better both ourselves and less fortunate nations.
To come back to my initial question, I don’t think it is dangerous to have pride for one’s country, as long as your country protects, respects and values both its own people as well as the interests and wellbeing of other nations. In fact, I believe that striving to make your country ‘the best’ is a goal that, if taken all together, betters all, leaving none for the worst. And that, is truly Canadian.
Happy Canada Day – CHEERS to being a positive, progressive and open nation for another 142 years.



