There are many reasons I am proud to be Canadian. Not because of the obvious reasons, it is a safe, clean, pretty country that allows gay marriage; but because of its real attitude towards multiculturalism. Sure, I was taught the definition of what it meant in school, when they explained the difference between a mosaic and a melting pot, but it was when I actually lived abroad – in America, China and I had to explain who I was, where I was born, and where my family came from, that it was clear to me –  I was a product of something amazing, real and I was one of the lucky ones.

I am Canadian – not because I wear the flag on my backpack, but because where ever I go, and whoever I meet, Continue reading →