New-Found-Pride

NL mprice from Logy Bay , March 15, 2010

As a Newfoundlander born and bred, I have always considered myself just that. Prior to Vancouver 2010 meeting a fellow Canadian was interesting, but meeting a fellow Newfoundlander, well it was more interesting. I would feel a special bond between us. I was proud to be a Canadian, but if asked where I was from, my response would always be Newfoundland.

Just five days ago I didn't really know the meaning of Canadian pride. Since I have witnessed the 2010 Paralympic torch relay, opening ceremonies, and wheelchair curling team in competition, my view on Canada has changed.

At the Robson Square portion of the torch relay, I joined hundreds of people celebrating and anticipating the start of the Games and the overwhelming sea of red evoked a strong sense of unity among the crowd. The Opening Ceremonies presented a touching variety of Canadian performances, and watching Canada down the US in curling 10-5 and then later squeeze a narrow 6-5 nail-biting win over Norway evoked a true sense of pride. In cheering for the athletes, I truly felt I was part of something big.

I would not say the past few days have made me value my Canadian citizenship over my Newfoundland roots, but they have definitely made me appreciate it more. I am still and will always be proud to be a Newfoundlander but now, I have realized that my provincial pride seems to be equal to my love and pride for Canada as a whole.