Canadian Nationalist Identity

Two posts in one day? Way I see it, writing's a double-barreled shotgun and the only fools shooting one shell at a time are out of ammo. These days I'm armed to the teeth and freshly reloaded. Besides, should I run out, as I understand it's a double-edged sword too, so I'll just hack the bastards.

Here's the point, winter's coming, and with it people from India are whining about the cold (I'm not trying to stereotype, I just know there are certainly a few (you know who you are)). I love the winter, and by winter I mean cold, cold winter, although 35 minutes of biking every day will test that love, I'm sure. Luke-warm winters frustrate me.

I feel that in order to be a true Canadian, one must fulfill the following criteria:
1)embrace Canada's winter with loving arms
2)visit every province at least once (bonus points for Territories, but I wouldn't worry about it)
3)speak both English and French

I am aware that by my own criteria, I am not even half of a true Canadian, but I like the idea of growing into one's nationality. It means that immigrants can become true Canadians, and that's what I'm all about.