Happy Canada Day!
Truth be told, I’ve been a little homesick lately. I think it started when I realized that Canada Day was approaching. It’s odd because I never do anything particularly special on July 1st; in fact, I can’t even remember what I did for Canada Day last year. (A quick search through my email archives show that I went to see Monsters University with my friend Lisa; I’m so patriotic – ha!). Maybe it’s because I’m not in Canada to celebrate. Maybe because Canada Day is not on anyone’s radar here. After all, today is just a regular Tuesday for Germans.
How do you know when you’re homesick? Is it a slow build of longing for what’s familiar? Is it a sudden pang, a specific reminder of home that sets you off? I’m a little embarrassed to say that this Molson Canadian video started the waterworks a few days ago…and I don’t even drink beer.
It’s true, sometimes I tear up when I hear the Canadian National anthem. Like at a Vancouver Canucks game. During the Olympics, I’m a total anthem cry baby, especially when you see the gold medal athlete(s) singing proudly along with the music (or tearing up as well). Germany is in the midst of World Cup fever right now (blog post to follow in the coming weeks) and every time I hear any nation’s anthem, I think of Canada.
For the opening day of the 2014 Winter Olympics in Sochi, Russia, I wore a Canada hoodie that my brother and sister-in-law gave me as a Christmas present. I was excited to show it off and wore it proudly to my German class. I honestly expected my fellow classmates to be donning similar ‘Go _______land!’ attire from their native countries but I was the only one. In fact, I think I was the only one who even knew the Winter Olympics were happening. Or significant in any way. I mentioned to my teacher that I was going to watch the opening ceremonies later that evening and she gave me such a puzzled expression. It turns out she didn’t know the Olympics were on. She thought I was talking about Summer Olympics and was totally confused. This attitude completely boggled my mind because I know how excited Canadians can get during the Olympics and I experienced firsthand so much enthusiasm and passion for the games in Vancouver when it hosted the Winter Olympic Games in 2010. I was definitely a little homesick in that moment.
As a going away present before I moved to Germany, one of our good family friends, Lynne, gave me a Canada t-shirt. I haven’t really had the opportunity to wear it yet; it was too cold in February during the Olympics to wear short sleeves. It’s been sitting in my closet since I first moved here.
Well, today I am going to wear it. All day long. And who knows, maybe I’ll even enjoy a beer. I wonder if they sell Molson around here…?
Have a safe and fun Canada Day wherever you are celebrating!