The details of this story could easily be substituted with those from a number of different memories, but all the versions of this situation really make me proud to be Canadian. I was travelling in the United States, and had just arrived at a restaurant for dinner. As we were being seated at the table, the host asked where in Canada I was from. I couldn’t imagine why he would guess that I was anything but American – I hadn’t uttered more than a “thank you” and surely my Canadian accent wasn’t that strong! I asked what tipped him off and he said “Well, you looked me in the eye while you said ‘thank you’ and you smiled like you meant it. You must be Canadian”.
Jessica L – Coril Holdings Ltd.