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I was brought to Canada when I was a kid in 1960 and
I have been here ever since. I remember looking from
the deck of the ship and swearing that when I get of
age I will come back to Malta. As I watched Malta
becoming just part of the horizon I thought of my
friends and the only girl I ever loved up till this
day. I swore that I will always be Maltese and I
never loose my Maltese accent.
Canada in those days was not what was painted out to be
by people who convinced my parents to come here, it
was cold and it was also a culture shock for me.
I visit Malta once every 20 years and what I found
when ever I came to Malta is the amount of people
who would rather speak English than Maltese, and
they also never have anything good to say about
Malta.
I recall recently reading an article by a certain
person who should never call herself Maltese,
insulting any thing that is Maltese, including the
breast feeding in public, which I remember when I
was a little boy and had seen on the buses. It is
such a natural thing that even as a boy I was not
scandalized but she seems to be.
I found that Maltese that never left Malta very
hostile towards there own people. Most of us who
live in other countries would not allow anyone from
another nation to criticize Malta.
I spent 30 years as an entertainer and when I use to
open in any club I always opened with the song
"Xemx", but the one song that always broke my heart
was 'Saħħa Malta" cause it explains everything I
felt every time I come to Malta, and when I have to
leave again. To me, my body is in Canada, but my
heart is still in Malta.
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