Prince Albert Voice
The history of my life can be told--much of it--by my teeth.
Apparently I didn’t have any at first, being satisfied to gum my way through my servings. I can’t remember my first tooth, which is odd considering how so many parents celebrate that historic event.
I hate to tell you this, my dear readers, but it seems there are may things you and I are not smart enough to understand. Or even think about. Luckily there are whole groups of people--I call them the Thought Police--who are glad to do that for us, helpless little children that we are.
No doubt most of my readers have crossed the world’s longest border between two countries by auto or by air. Can you say you noticed any great differences between ordinary Americans and Canadians? Did you expect to find all the stereotypes: that Canadians are more calm, co-operative and polite? That Americans are more hot-tempered, boastful and materialistic, each like a loud, strutting Colonel Sanders?