What Is a Canadian?

By FARHA GUERRERO Writers may be rightly called thieves. There is something, at least in my mind, called spoken word theft. Some of us writers—and I am certainly guilty of this—steal words that we hear, often in conversations with others. Yesterday evening, as the world was watching another World Cup game, I found myself at a dark crag, nestled in the forest, with the right temperature on a hot evening for challenging climbs. I had gone to the crag with a couple, who I may even call lovebirds, climbing partners who climb quite difficult grades, much higher than what I have attempted as an outdoor sport climber. One of them I had taken a private lesson with. But it was her partner who prompted me to think about what a Canadian is, not as something patriotic that we may have seen on Canada Day last week, but something a little deeper, something about honesty, integrity. These are the values that I am often attracted to philosophically. In a blog post that I wrote several months ago…