Canadia

Yesterday for wrestling practice I wore my Canadian shirt. It says “Montreal Canada” on it. I have no idea where I got this shirt. Did I get it at a thrift store? Did somebody leave it behind in a hotel room I stayed in? Did it used to be Lloyd’s?

I distinctly remember wearing it in the Caribbean and someone seeing me with it on and asking me if I was from Canada. I said “Ya, you hoser. Why are ya asking me aboot it?” Hehe… Actually, I said no. So this is an instant Canadian disguise? Put on this shirt and I’m from Canada? Cool.

Except none of the wrestling boys asked me if I was from Canada.

Take off... to the Great White North!

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15 Responses to Canadia

  1. Lauren says:

    Oh, Brad, have you really forgotten? You are from Canada.

  2. Lloyd says:

    Normally it would be John’s responsibility, but in his absence I should point out that that’s Geddy Lee of the Canadian power trio RUSH singing the vocals for Bob & Doug.

  3. Lloyd says:

    It says so on Wikipedia, so you know it’s true.

    • Carol says:

      HA! Thank you for the logic I use with my students whenever they try to cite Wikipedia as a “reliable” source for data.

  4. Beth says:

    I’m 65% Dixie. I actually thought I might be more…but apparently living in the Great Plains is startig to wear off…

    I used to call all carbonated beverages Coke. Until I went to high school in Missouri and everyone made fun of me…

  5. Karla says:

    I’m 38% Dixie. I found it interesting that so many of my answers were attributed to the Michigan area – I only lived there until I was 5, but I guess it had a lasting affect on me.

    • Carol says:

      You could have something there, Doctor. My mother was from Germany but came over to these shores when she was 7 years old – no German accent; rather flat, “accentless” English instead. The same school teacher was stuck blessed with me for 3 1/2 of my 6 years of elementary school, and she was not a Balt-a-moron, if you catch my drift. So indeed, I think my own speech patterns were formed fairly early by non-natives. Since then, I’ve lived in “Chi-caah-go” and St. Louis “Missour-ah” before returning home, and I say neither “Pop” for carbonated beverages nor “harse” for horse. God bless those lingual roots, eh?

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