Thursday, September 18, 2008
Updates
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Follow Up to My Blog on Cultural Heritage
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Summer Vacation
Monday, August 4, 2008
Cultural Heritage
Currently I live in a different country than the one in which I was born and raised. There are a whole lot of other people groups that can claim the same. There are many that were born and raised in Canada but still identify with the country in which their parents or grandparents were raised. I saw them at Heritage Festival today. I should be able to do the same - join up with all the other transplanted Americans and celebrate our heritage. But what exactly would that be? We can hoot and holler about our country's birthday three days later than the Canadians, and we can eat turkey six weeks after them. Other than that, what's really different?
When it's necessary - at a world exposition, for example - both Canada and the U.S. can come up with the perfunctionary "cultural" pavillion. We dutifully exhibit our aboriginal culture, complete with native food and dances and art. And after that? Well, we start showcasing the cultures our ancestors brought with them from somewhere else.
I watched the Iranians spontaneously break into dance outside their booth today - took a break from cooking and selling stuff just to party together. There was no choreographed dance, yet they all knew the moves. The Congolese people did the same thing, grooving together and singing along in unison with words no one else would understand. These peoples have culture, a shared heritage of song and dance that only they truly know and understand, unique to them and their country of origin. We don't have that. I don't have that.
I miss that unity. I miss at least being bonded for a moment or two through sharing a skin colour. Today I explored the traditions of my Swedish grandmother, the origins of my Irish maiden name, the location of the Ukrainian village of my husband's ancestors. And there was a certain satisfaction in being of not just one cultural heritage, but of those and several others. Yet I didn't identify with any of them. No shared language, no common dance, no familiar music.
So with what culture do I identify? As I am wandering through the Heritage Festival or the world exposition, what sounds, what sights, what words would draw me in, would excite me, would cause me to join in the festivities with strangers just because we are of like mind? And then it came to me. I do have a cultural heritage with which I strongly identify. A culture of thousands of years of traditions deeply loved and treasured by those who share in it, but often no more than a passing curiosity to those on the "outside". A culture of values, of music, of history, even a dance of sorts. What am I? I am a Christian. An evangelical Christian. A Pentecostal Christian.
If I heard the latest Hillsongs United chorus, I would be drawn to the "pavilion". If they played "The Old Rugged Cross," I would sing along. When the people stood to their feet, raised their hands high, and closed their eyes, I would join in - no choreography needed. With these people, even though they are strangers, I belong. I get it. I get who they are and what they're about, where they've been and where they're going. I am one with them.
My Christian culture is deeply satisfying to me. There is no other cultural heritage that so profoundly defines me as a person. Ultimately, there is no other culture that even matters to me. In the end, this is the only culture that will remain, the only culture that will bind together forever those of us who are identified by it. In this reverse culture we are joined by a common future more than a common past, an expectation of a homeland we haven't yet reached rather than a land we have left behind.
Maybe it’s not such a sad thing after all, not having an identifiable cultural heritage. Where I’ve been doesn’t matter as much as where I’m going anyway. So for now, I enthusiastically embrace my Christian culture, and when I get to our homeland, I’m joining with my people to sing and dance and talk and laugh and eat – forever.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
My Own Room
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Janelle's 16th Birthday, Parts 2 & 3
Today she invited her school friends over to hang out, watch a movie and eat food (much of which her friends brought!). Here's Nadine, Sharaya, Julianne, Ellen & Janelle. Two other girls weren't able to make it.
Friday, May 23, 2008
The Month of Janelle
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
A First Time for Everything
This is our little girl polishing her first scratches out of the van after her first driving lesson with dad. Brake...gas...they sort of feel the same until you step on them. Jumped a curb in a parking lot and hit a chain link fence, which fortunately stopped her from going over the 6 foot embankment on the other side.
Andy's blood pressure has finally returned to normal about 24 hours later.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Mother's Day
Saturday, April 5, 2008
We went to the zoo
Friday, March 7, 2008
Birthdays & More
Monday, February 25, 2008
The more there is to blog about...
We got an AWESOME seat sale, so the kids & I flew to Abbotsford for five days in the middle of February. It was so much fun to see friends and family, but it seemed there was never enough time to spend with each one we saw. For me, the highlight was seeing my mom and sister for the first time in almost a year.
Unlike many of my blogging friends, I took almost no pictures! I packed my camera around with me from house to house as I visited, and took a total of 7 pictures. One of them is posted above, of Janelle with "my" Emma. The other photos were all taken at the Small family get-together (which we are famous for!) and I posted them all on my Facebook page, since that's where all the Small's hang out.
Now we're into fun number two: the Greek family is visiting for a week or so! Ah, Canasta....it just feels so good (even if the girls lost the first game). I won't promise you any pictures of them, but at least I told you they visited!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Snow
Monday, January 28, 2008
We love pets!
Friday, January 18, 2008
New Year's Eve
Happy New Year!