YOU MENTIONED YOU WANTED TO MOVE TO CANADA? (Three lessons and a self-quiz)

Flags raised at the International Dory Races between Gloucester, MA, USA and Lunenburg, NS, Canada, Aug 29, 2017. Photo credit: Tricia Snell

A few weeks ago, on the morning of September 6 to be exact, I was sitting in my Nova Scotia, Canada kitchen overlooking the beautiful Lunenburg harbour, reading the news on my iPad. As I finished an article about North Korea’s claim that they can fit a hydrogen bomb on a missile that could hit an American city, this email came in from my ex-mother-in-law, Rosalyn Borg:

Tricia: I don’t trust “what’s his name” to keep us out of a war.  In that case, a draft might be re-instated and Lucas would be the right age. If you have yet to get his Canadian citizenship papers, NOW IS THE TIME. PLEASE. Hugs, Rosalyn. *

Over the last week or so, my husband and I have been watching the The Vietnam War documentary by Ken Burns & Lynn Novick (we get Boston PBS WGBH here in Nova Scotia). I highly recommend that everyone–everyone–watch it. It is heartbreaking: The jingoistic senselessness of fighting year after year (1955-1975) without any hope of “winning.” The faces of the boys (19- & 20-year olds on up) who fought and died on both sides. The thousands of civilians–including so many children–who died horrible deaths in the vicious confusion of it.

You can’t help but cry as you watch. And you can’t help but want to tie Trump down into a chair and force him to watch it.

I think of my son, 24, and step-son, 25, and all their friends, and the young women in the forces now too. I think about how class has dictated who goes to fight these wars.

When Trump was voted in, my American friends asked me jokingly if they could come to stay in our Nova Scotia house too. I laughed and said sure, and I had visions of my rooms and hallways filled with cots for all my American friends.

Now I am thinking this was not so much of a joke.

Today, on another warm, sunny morning in what I’ve started to call Paradise (Lunenburg, Nova Scotia), I shiver to think where Trump and Kim Jong-un might take us. Or so many other actors in the global “war on terror.” The calm of our kitchen–the morning sun on the sailboats and glassy waters of the harbour, trying to decide whether or not to go for a run before sitting down to my computer–this in contrast to the news makes me feel guilty. I tell myself: I am a Canadian citizen, and it is OK to be here and look forward to this day. I’m safe, or kind of safe, and I can keep my son and step-son safe.

But no, no one is safe.

Here are a few lessons I’ve learned upon returning to Canada, for my American friends thinking–either fantastically or seriously–about moving here.

Lesson One

You will always yearn, worry, and miss loved ones in the other country, and you will always worry about the world.

Lesson Two

If you become a “dual citizen” (as I have been since 2008, the first year I voted in the USA, for Obama), you will slowly become a little bit of an odd duck in both lands. Or, to use my mother’s phrase (she was dual British-Canadian), you are neither fish nor fowl, not entirely embedded in or faithful to either community. This, for me, feels sad and can lead to moments of cognitive dissonance. (For instance, US patriotism is so different from Canada’s, and Canada’s political spectrum is shifted considerably to the left of the US’s. Sometimes I literally have to take a moment to remember which country I am in and define the context, before I know what I think on an issue. Does this make me some kind of a chameleon, shifting to accommodate those around me? I hope not, I try to always find my centre. But I am aware of how the sands shift under my feet.)

Lesson Three

When you are in the USA, you get almost zero news about Canada unless you dig deep for it, but when you are in Canada you are swamped with American news. In fact in Canada, a hell of a lot of the news is actually American. I suspect the newspapers in many countries in the world contain an undue amount of articles about the USA. Especially now, when things in the Unites States are so openly fractured.

Because of this news situation, Canada is often thought of, by Americans, as a Shangri-la. Or at the least, a nation of very nice boring people (Rob Ford being an exception–he was a not-nice boring person). A few examples to support my point (and you can click on any of them to find an article with details):

All sounds familiar, eh? I know, you don’t hear any of this in the American news. You hear instead about Justin Trudeau posing with pandas, or how Canada’s immigration web site crashed on November 8, 2016, because of Americans desperate to get away from Trump.

So do you want to get away from Trump? Can any of us get away from Trump?

It feels as if I have been arguing against Americans coming to Canada. I am not, in fact. Canada needs immigrants. Canada Immigration Minister, John McCallum is calling for more immigrants: see some details here.

And, in case you were wondering about that email I got from Rosalyn: my son Lucas Biespiel is already a Canadian citizen, just by virtue of my being his mother, and we should have his official documentation proving that by early 2018. And even if he wasn’t, Vietnam “draft dodgers” showed us there are ways of avoiding a senseless war.

To provoke some deeper thought perhaps–or just for fun–below are two, super short self-quizzes… one for Canadians, one for Americans. Please try them, and then click on the image below for the answers.

As always, I’d love to hear your experiences and thoughts (in the comments, below).

With love,

Tricia

 

Test for Canadians:

Who was the first President of the United States?

How many states in the US?

What does July 4 celebrate in the United States?

Would you want to live in two countries, and if so, which ones?

 

Test for Americans:

Who was the first Prime Minister of Canada?

How many provinces in Canada?

What does July 1 celebrate in Canada?

Would you want to live in two countries, and if so, which ones?

 

For answers, click below (don’t peek!).

 

 

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7 thoughts on “YOU MENTIONED YOU WANTED TO MOVE TO CANADA? (Three lessons and a self-quiz)

  1. Hi Tricia,
    Now, I’m a celebrity. I am just so relieved that you will soon have the documentation Lucas needs. As you know, I’ve been nagging since he turned 18. While I’ve said for years, “I’m moving to Canada, ” Canada isn’t exactly jumping up and down to welcome “yanks”, especially if you are not retired and need to find a job. If it can be filled by a Canadian, you’re out of luck unless you work for a multi-national company with offices in Canada, same for a law firm or a medical practice/hospital. We retirees have it a bit easier. Interestingly, I never thought about living in Canada as being neither fish nor fowl. I wasn’t interested in dual citizenship, just looking for a refuge out of the States. I can always visit family and friends in the States. Boring doesn’t sound so bad. A little peace and quiet can’t hurt.

    1. Hi Rosalyn, It certainly will be a relief to have the papers in hand — thx for nagging! These days, Canada is seeing an aging population and a need for young, skilled professionals. In other words, the times they are achangin’…

  2. Be interested to see the difference between what Canadians know about the U.S. as opposed to what U.S. citizens know about Canada. I suspect it will be lopsided; we get such a deluge of info from south of the border and (as you mention) only a trickle goes south beyond jokes about the RCMP, beavers, how cold it is and how we have no humour—the latter despite the many now-U.S. comedians born in Canada. I do not say “American” because many Canadians, Mexicans and people from South America are offended by the term when it refers to only one country. Quite rightly too: we’re all “American.” In fact, depending upon where you live, there are five, six or seven continents. One version has South and North America as one continent. (https://www.saberespractico.com/geografia/cuantos-continentes-hay/)

    1. Yeah… I guess I copped out on this one by using the mainstream term.

      We need a new term… Estadounidense? (not actually new, being the Spanish term)… Unitedstatesian?

      Or, since wikipedia informs me that “America” comes from a latin version of the first name of Italian explorer Amerigo Vespucci, then we could just keep latinizing it?

      Unitum Civitadibusium? Doesn’t really roll off the tongue…

      The United States needs a better name altogether. I mean, it’s rather boring actually. Hmmmm….

  3. Osps— “as opposed to…” Not a purposeful copy-editing mistake! Please fix for me, Tricia

  4. Hi Tricia, I share your experience of feeling between countries. I have now lived in five. I feel sad now and then, though I am coming to see that I have a little of all of those places — not really countries, but places — in me. That I have broadened my perspective. It is easier to know that there are many different ways of living, and that knowledge is a great gift. (Though the language mix that results can be appalling at times.)

    1. I agree , that is the upside… and despite feeling sad sometimes, I think I would make the same decision again if I had the chance to go back…

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