I watched the winter the 2010 Winter Olympics on Twitter. You think I’m kidding… but I’m not. CNN provided a little medal update from time to time but that’s not where the Olympics live. As it turns out, the Olympics games were alive and well on Twitter.
(I use Twitter. It’s not my religion or anything but I learn some interesting things there and I’m connected to some cool people. This is me.)
This morning (Bangkok time), when Canada won its final gold medal for Men’s Hockey, I was on Twitter. As the Americans typed “Noooooooooooooo!”, the Canadians were tweeting “GOOOOOOOOOAL!” This victory was a weirdly emotional experience for me in part because I’m so far away from home and also because I know what that win means for most Canadians. Although it’s not my intention to reduce an entire nation state of people to a single story (we have at least two… see below), we do take our hockey very seriously. I’m not even a huge hockey fan but I spent a good portion of my teenage years in cold arenas cheering on the local Metcalfe Jets. (Go Jets!)
This morning, at a teacher inservice session at my (international) school (in Bangkok, Thailand), one of the teachers yelled out “Go Canada!” and the room erupted with cheers. Imagine if we had won the medal count, I thought. (There’s nothing wrong with third, people!)
All day long, I’ve been thinking about Canada and about the Olympic athletes including our brave figure skater Joannie Rochette whose mother died of a heart attack during the Olympics. I’ve been thinking about what it means to be Canadian and what would happen if we felt this patriotic all the time. We’d be absolutely unbearable!