This is a short (really short) one shot of Canada after the battle of Vimy Ridge in which the Canadian kicked ass. Its been said that that is when Canada truly became a nation and people were aware of the country. Damn I think us Canadians have gone back to being ignored...
Birth of a Nation
As Canada looked around the dirty war torn area he could feel the sorrow of his people. He could feel the pain. He could feel the ache of the lost men. But most of all he could also feel the pride. Pride from what they had accomplished and pride from what they did to help.
Looking at the faces of the soldiers who fought and took the ridge he felt their pride and he knew that this was an important day. They, the Canadians everybody took granted for, had done what the English and French had failed at. Vimy Ridge.
Later on Canada would hear people say this battle was the birth of a nation and he could not agree more. It really was the day he felt truly alive and important.
Disclamer: I own nothing but my Canadian spirit~
Writing time: Like 15 minutes...maybe less
My first story and my first time writing in a long while. Please go easy on me for I break (or snap and go crazy) with the slightest insult. However constructive critisizm is welcome!