Christmas 2009 – At home
So it will be exactly 10 years from tomorrow that my family and I (lol) have decided to immigrate to Canada. Here here everyone!!! Let’s all have a toast and it’s on me 
It is amazing how time flies, I mean really I am getting old…er and I hope wiser as well. I have so much in my head right now that I don’t know where to start or what to say. The 10 year anniversary was actually not the topic I was going to talk about today but nonetheless I think there are something worth mentioning such as oh the random things I never liked (because hate is a strong word lol) about Canada or Canadians and what about the things I love because I’ve got plenty of those too! So here we go:
I hate cookies, really I do. I thought cookies were “biscuit” you know those things Canadian calls umm tea cookies or granny tea cookies lol. Yep those ones I like, the one I grew up with not those big humongous chocolate chip or whatever they call cookies!
I feel the same for muffins ahaha…You know I tried to like this stuff, it was funny how people drool over and gosh always (I mean ALWAYS) gloat on how they made this amazing homemade banana nut/chocolate chip/bla bla muffins lol I just sort of laugh inside every time I hear that. I just do not find it that tasty even homemade and all.
and here we go the biggest one of all, this one really makes me wonder like WTF and how on earth do I tolerate and survive the 6 to 8 months (or more snif) winter grrrrrr why oh why? Call me whatever, big whiny baby I could care less! How about you drag you a** out here in the freezing -30 degree Celsius or the never ending slushies of snow pile (it lasts for months!) or better yet crazy blizzard then yaaa I’ll start calling you a big whiny baby too. Oh I forgot to mention, I don’t do winter sport ahaha maybe that’s got something to do with this big hate huh?
How about some love now huh? Little TLC time for the big 10 year anniversary huh? Well I love love love the Canadian Rockies. I think it is one of the most wonderful, picturesque, breathtaking places on earth. You really have to be there to believe it because I still think that pictures just do not do justice to its beauty whatsoever.
I also love summer here 
It almost makes up for the dreadful winter. Wait you know what? It does!
I like the people as well lol I like their warm fuzziness of over caring, over apologizing, over pretending to listen and fake smiles . Yep those come in handy when times are rough…Oh oh ahaha I used to despise this but over time I think I muttered this sentence more often that I thought I should allow myself in a lifetime…You know the “Oh wow you guys this has been so great we totally should do this again sometimes” AHAHAHA I’m sorry I can go on forever on this topic but just lemme stop.
I like our health care system, yep that’s right take that!
I also like poutine lol go Google it
Umm what else? Personality wise…I think that I have changed over the years. Oh no! I have become like them ahahaha! It is amazing how I can keep a straight face and have the most caring and empathetic voice when someone is yelling at me on the phone for absolutely the silliest reason but better yet I can do this face to face now. I own up to my mistakes like a good Canadian, apologize thousandth of times and try to make everything better (the keyword is try). I was always fascinated and still am on how do they have such patience because the Malagasy in me would have snapped right after the 30 sec mark of the conversation lol I mean who has time for this ish right? This is just not about work it’s really everything. Anyway what I mean is that I don’t think I can live in a big city like New York nor Paris nor Tokyo those are a bit too rough and too real for me I think. However, I also do not want to retire in Wisconsin lol! I would like the middle pfff don’t we all? I like politeness to a certain level, I like the country but I still want my H&M and Zara close to me. Get it? No? That’s ok me neither lol
I also like the fact well it’s not really about liking or not, it’s just comforting that career wise and well life in general is calm, sometimes exciting and there any many windows of possibility meaning really the sky is the limit that is if you are not afraid of heights!
I love also the fact that my old neighborhood had a mosque, a Vietnamese temple and a baptist church right next to each other
Well to close this off I am sorry (see apologizing again lol) I did become like them because now I am going to have to gloat, the shy little Malagasy is still there but not for this last paragraph. I LOVE the diversity here! I mean we have it all!!! Name any nationality and I bet you they are here right in my city. We have a China Town, a little Italy, India Town, Eastern European Town (not officially called that but hey!), etc I can go sample just about any cuisine the world have to offer right here. Sounds a lot like New York or Paris doesn’t it? All immigrants also have all the right and means to shoot for the stars! Sounds a lot like the American dream doesn’t it? You can be as black as you want, as yellow as you want, as white as you want, as purple and all the colors of the rainbow with the different outfits/customs and as much as you want! AND you will be accepted with big open arms. In all the offices of the company that I work at there are at least and I mean the very least 5 to 8 different nationalities and no they are not the janitors lol they do have the top jobs! I often asked myself what is being Canadian? I think after 10 years I may have one answer to that question: it is just being yourself plus the over-apologizing/eh/overly caring and polite/etc personality There is not exactly such thing as being Canadian (my opinion). My dad has to have his ranon’apango every day but boy does he love his hockey!
That’s all folks! Just don’t forget drinks are on me tomorrow
