We Are More

“We Are More” by Shane Koyczan
When defining Canada
you might list some statistics
you might mention our tallest building
or biggest lake
you might shake a tree in the fall
and call a red leaf Canada
you might rattle off some celebrities
might mention Buffy Sainte-Marie
might even mention the fact that we’ve got a few
Barenaked Ladies
or that we made these crazy things
like zippers
electric cars
and washing machines
when defining Canada
it seems the world’s anthem has been
” been there done that”
and maybe that’s where we used to be at
it’s true
we’ve done and we’ve been
we’ve seen
all the great themes get swallowed up by the machine
and turned into theme parks
but when defining Canada
don’t forget to mention that we have set sparks

we are not just fishing stories
about the one that got away
we do more than sit around and say “eh?”
and yes

we are the home of the Rocket and the Great One
who inspired little number nines
and little number ninety-nines
but we’re more than just hockey and fishing lines
off of the rocky coast of the Maritimes
and some say what defines us
is something as simple as please and thank you
and as for you’re welcome
well we say that too
but we are more
than genteel or civilized
we are an idea in the process
of being realized
we are young
we are cultures strung together
then woven into a tapestry
and the design
is what makes us more
than the sum total of our history
we are an experiment going right for a change
with influences that range from a to zed
and yes we say zed instead of zee
we are the colours of Chinatown and the coffee of Little Italy
we dream so big that there are those
who would call our ambition an industry
because we are more than sticky maple syrup and clean snow
we do more than grow wheat and brew beer
we are vineyards of good year after good year
we reforest what we clear
because we believe in generations beyond our own
knowing now that so many of us
have grown past what used to be
we can stand here today

filled with all the hope people have
when they say things like “someday”

someday we’ll be great
someday we’ll be this
or that
someday we’ll be at a point
when someday was yesterday
and all of our aspirations will pay the way
for those who on that day
look towards tomorrow
and still they say someday

we will reach the goals we set
and we will get interest on our inspiration
because we are more than a nation of whale watchers and lumberjacks
more than backpacks and hiking trails
we are hammers and nails building bridges
towards those who are willing to walk across
we are the lost-and-found for all those who might find themselves at a loss
we are not the see-through gloss or glamour
of those who clamour for the failings of others
we are fathers brothers sisters and mothers
uncles and nephews aunts and nieces
we are cousins
we are found missing puzzle pieces
we are families with room at the table for newcomers
we are more than summers and winters
more than on and off seasons
we are the reasons people have for wanting to stay
because we are more than what we say or do
we live to get past what we go through

and learn who we are
we are students
students who study the studiousness of studying
so we know what as well as why
we don’t have all the answers
but we try
and the effort is what makes us more
we don’t all know what it is in life we’re looking for
so keep exploring
go far and wide
or go inside but go deep
go deep
as if James Cameron was filming a sequel to The Abyss
and suddenly there was this location scout
trying to figure some way out
to get inside you
because you’ve been through hell and high water
and you went deep
keep exploring
because we are more
than a laundry list of things to do and places to see
we are more than hills to ski
or countryside ponds to skate
we are the abandoned hesitation of all those who can’t wait
we are first-rate greasy-spoon diners and healthy-living cafes
a country that is all the ways you choose to live
a land that can give you variety
because we are choices
we are millions upon millions of voices shouting
” keep exploring… we are more”
we are the surprise the world has in store for you
it’s true

Canada is the “what” in “what’s new?”
so don’t say “been there done that”
unless you’ve sat on the sidewalk
while chalk artists draw still lifes
on the concrete of a kid in the street
beatboxing to Neil Young for fun
don’t say you’ve been there done that
unless you’ve been here doing it
let this country be your first-aid kit
for all the times you get sick of the same old same old
let us be the story told to your friends
and when that story ends
leave chapters for the next time you’ll come back
next time pack for all the things
you didn’t pack for the first time
but don’t let your luggage define your travels
each life unravels differently
and experiences are what make up
the colours of our tapestry
we are the true north
strong and free
and what’s more
is that we didn’t just say it
we made it be.

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A month of Pixie Highlights…

Jan 16

I just had my first trip to the vet…she says I only weigh 2lbs 9oz – but we’ll have a better idea of how big I’m gonna be in a month…cos by 16 weeks I should be half my adult size

I jumped up on the couch all by myself today – mom called me a “little shit” that can’t be right?
Mom thinks its wrong that I like to bring “chunks” of supper into the living room to eat at supper time…what do you think?

Jan 17
My mommy is so proud of me today – I did all my business this morning on the potty pads….she thinks it’s cos she’s an “effective communicator” but we all know it’s just cos I’m so very very smart! shhhhhhhh don’t tell mommy – I don’t want to hurt her feels good.

My mom’s calling me a “little shit” again cos I found some stuff she’d forgot she owned under the couch…yum! burp!

My mommy got me “dentabones” at that Wally place…I don’t know what she was thinking cos they’re bigger n my leg…I think she means well though

Jan 18
my mommy found out this morning that I was born on Sept 17, 2009 so that means I’m actually 18 weeks old and that means I am already half my growth size…she was right when she named me Pixie! I r gonna be little :o)

Mom says I have to stop being so dang cute or her boss won’t let me come to work anymore….nobody’s gettin nuttin done!

Jan 19
momma slept a lot last night…but it’s ok cos I did too…we wuz tired – but we’re fulla p n v now!
oh dear…I wanna play – momma has to work – this can’t be good!

my momma went out for dinner and left me at home all alone :o(

I think I’m insulted! my mom just said “yer like a real dog…only really really little” – I’m not little…I’m vertically challenged!

Jan 20
this morning I’m playing freeze frame…every time momma looks at me I freeze and look right back at her….she think’s I’m soooo smart

Jan 21
my momma says Booker Todd’s mom does a nice goodmorning song for him…all I get is “mutter mutter grumble ouch mutter coffeee grunt coffeee snort coffeee” but if that’s all I’m used to I guess it’s my goodmorning song!

my momma says I’m gonna get me a tattoo…I wan’t flowers but the lady what’s doin it says numbers only cos she’s not so talented.

Jan 22
momma has to take grammo to the big people’s dr for a test – I have to stay home by myself cos they won’t let me in the horse pistol :o(

my momma says: the Pixie pen is working – she’s penned in the kitchen but none too impressed…how can something that small set up such a racket?”

my momma is mad at me cos I waited till she was gone and then jumped over the Pixie pen…and got into the garbage…and when she got home I was busy chewin on a used razor…I think mom’s mad cos she was scared I might have hurt myself…but I’m smart and didn’t….mom did say that there’s gonna be a plan B for the Pi…xie pen…wonder what that means?

I gots the hic-me-upS!

momma says plan B didn’t work…gotta come up with a plan C *sigh* doesn’t she know I’m magic and can get outta everytin?

Jan 23
Diary of a Peanut Butter Addict by Pixie Dust…

there’s no place to dig in this house so now my mom thinks I’m a flying monkey!

untie Kimmie is in here now! and she bought me a lovely pink and grey hoodie…momma likes it better n I do…but momma’s weird anyway…

Jan 24
my momma is goin for brunch with Auntie Kimmie! Auntie Louie is still sick – Booker Todd should fetch her to the Dr.

momma says that Smitty’s has “no sugar added” pancake syrop and whole wheat pancakes for the diabetics…but it’s like eating wood and paste with no sweet…she says she’ll stick to eggs in the future…

my momma says you guys is right – my name should be houdini instead of Pixie….I tole her “if ma head fits through the hole…the rest of me will find a way to fit..lol…she didn’t find it amuzing tho…

my momma says you guys is right – my name should be houdini instead of Pixie….I tole her “if ma head fits through the hole…the rest of me will find a way to fit..lol…she didn’t find it amuzing tho…

Jan 25
my momma says that now that she has me she knows where all the missing soxs in the end up

my momma abandoned me and left me all alone all day long and I didn’t like it at all – but I stayed in my pen and was a good girl till momma came home…then I chewed on everything I could find just to teach momma a lesson…

ooooooooooooooooooo toilet paper…..weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Jan 26
I’m workin today – I help my momma lots….I lick everything for her!

my momma says her last dog was the toaster police…and I’m the microwave police…I don’t know what she’s talkin about but I sure do get excited when the microwave beeps!

Jan 27
I went to work with momma again today – and one of the ladies that works down the hall came and taught me how to bark – I like it! Momma? Not so much :o)

Jan 28
I love toilet paper cardboard…they are just my size for carryin!

Jan 29
my momma has to go to the horsepistol for a big test today – I’m not happy cos them horsepistol people won’t let me go with her to take care of her. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

momma’s home! momma’s home! but shhhhhhhhhh she’s sleeping…

Jan 30
momma says she doesn’t understand why I gotta bring my breakfast into the libbinroom to eat it…I says it’s cuz she does…but she ain’t listening to me!

Ishe Mae gave my momma some clothes for me…I don’t like em much…I keep telling her…I R a DOG! (even if I’m tiny!)

Jan 31
me and my momma went to her cuzin’s house last night and I played with the big dog and tired him rite out!

my momma just told me that my breath would knock the buzzards offa gut wagon…so I tole her “you try cleanin yer arse with your tongue and then talk to me about yer breath!”

my momma gived me the medicine…I didn’t like it one little bit!

Feb 1
I stayed home all by my own self all day long! I was a big gurl.

Feb 2
my little bundle of joy has taught me soooo much 1. don’t walk from the bedroom to the bathroom without turning the lights on (presents on the carpet) 2. apparently I can eat peanut butter…but I can’t wear it (she gets it outta her kong and rubs it on my face and I get hives) 3. apparently in dog lingo “use the pot…ty pad” means only yer front feet have to be on the pad (see #1)

Feb 3
my momma gots a booboo…but I kissed it better…lots and lots…

Feb 4
my momma had a shower…I redecorated…my momma laughed – but it was kinda a stangly laugh and kinda freaked me out!

Feb 5
momma says I ruint her sunny disposition this morning…I was just excited to see her and besides…her bed is way too high to make a quick escape from….at least I went to the end of the bed before I plotzed! *sigh*

Feb 7
apparently my mommy doesn’t understand how much fun rolls of toilet paper are for someone my size…today I found a rack with a bunch of rolls on it on the floor by the toilet…if ya grab and end and run you can get alla way into the living room without stopping!

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Feb 8
momma says I’ve “got the flatulence” wonder what that means?

I had a yucky tummy while momma was at work and yakked – but I’m better now :o)

my momma’s coat fell offa the chair….well…I helped it a little :o) and then I hided my chewy in her pocket…..think she’ll find it?

Feb 9
my momma says I gots a secrets admirer – someone dropped off a pink Kong Wobba at her work for me – and snuck in and did it while she wasn’t at her desk…so she has noooo idea….how romanitc!

Feb 10
today I am 5 mths old!!

Feb 11
momma says “puppies are like children…if they’re being real quiet…sommat’s up” This morning while momma was in da showers I got up on her desk and found a half a roll of Rolaids…I ated dem amd now momma’s not happy with me…or the white paste on the dark green rug…she says “betcha yer pooh is gonna be a funny …color tonite!” *sigh*

Feb 12
I can’t wait for the weekend so my momma can stay home with me and doesn’t have to lock me in the kitchen all day…the kitchen’s nice…but I’d rather be with my momma!

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