Przeczytaj tekst , a następnie każdemu akapitowi przyporządkuj właściwy nagłówek . Wpisz odpowiednie litery obok numerów akapitów. Jeden nagłówek podany został dodatkowo i nie pasuje do zadnego akapitu. A. Diversity B. More european C. Nearness D.

Przeczytaj tekst , a następnie każdemu akapitowi przyporządkuj właściwy nagłówek . Wpisz odpowiednie litery obok numerów akapitów. Jeden nagłówek podany został dodatkowo i nie pasuje do zadnego akapitu. A. Diversity B. More european C. Nearness D. Dissimilarities E. Familiarity F. Culture G. Surface H. Nature I. Kindness 1. If countries came in T-shirt sizes, Canada is Triple XL. Canada is the second largest country in the world and mostly empty. The resulting travel experience often involves great distance and monastic silence. I like that. This past week, I realized I had adopted Canadian spatial referencing when I referred to Sault Ste. Marie as “just down the road” from Thunder Bay—more than 600 km apart. 2. Canada is the only foreign country where I get to speak my native language, use all my electrical devices without adapters, drive on the right, reference popular culture and not have to convert prices or shoe sizes in my head. Canada’s similarities to home make it feel almost like home—like a slumber party at your best friend’s house. 3. Canada is really, really foreign. They have provinces and a parliament, they talk sorta funny, they throw rocks on ice and call it a sport, they drink Clamato juice, they were once in “Grade 7” and not “7th Grade”, they add lots of unnecessary U’s and E’s to their words and put maple leafs on their pennies. Just when you start getting comfortable, thinking you’ve got this country all figured out, Canadians do or say something really weird and you are reminded that in fact, this is a foreign country. 4. Canada is so close to where I’m from, there was no excuse for me not to travel here. From my house it’s a 10-minute ride to the airport and then a one-hour flight to Ontario. Or I could take the train, drive, or grab a cab across the border. It’s the closest foreign country I could get to and the first one that I ever visited. 5. As a Francophile, I love Canada’s Frenchness. I love that I can hear and speak the language and enjoy all those Frenchy things, such as (but not limited to): good croissants, good bread, art as a national priority, and an appreciation for periodic désordre. I also love that I can stop at a stop sign in two languages, read my cereal box in two languages and give my order at McDonalds to in two languages. Did you know that six and a half million Canadians speak French? Mais oui! 6. If it’s not in Canada, it doesn’t exist. That’s because the whole world is expressed in Canada. Give me ten minutes in Toronto and I’ll find you whatever kind of food you want, whatever kind of music and whatever kind of anything you want. More than ever before this trip has made me realize that Canada caters to all tastes because all tastes live here. 7. I love Yosemite, Yellowstone and the Grand Canyon back home. I also love the incredible range of national and provincial parks in Canada, some of which are larger than some American states. Canada’s landscapes are its real wealth and nowhere is that beauty more accessible than in the parks. I know that I am especially looking forward to visiting Ontario’s iconic Algonquin Provincial Park. Honestly, visiting Canada’s parks makes me proud to be from North America. 8. Canadians are so goshdarn nice and polite, it makes me want to apologize every five minutes, just so that I can fit in. In fact, I am afraid I might be due for a bit of culture shock when I return chez soi. Forgive my gross generalization, but Canadians are agreeable, reasonable, even-keeled and genuine. Seriously Canadians, I am loving the chance I have to explore your country, so thank you/merci and Happy Canada Day! Poważnie poproszę :D