I'm a Canadian/German dual; a praire, hockey-playing, hard-O Canadian at that.
There is nothing German about me, apart from some family myths.
Every 8 or 9 years my passport renewal at the German embassy plays out like that scene in Inglorious Basterds, where Brad Pitt's character Aldo Rain tries to pose as Italian stunt-man Enzo Gorlami.
There is nothing German about me, apart from some family myths.
Every 8 or 9 years my passport renewal at the German embassy plays out like that scene in Inglorious Basterds, where Brad Pitt's character Aldo Rain tries to pose as Italian stunt-man Enzo Gorlami.
Long German pre-amble
"Err-ahh... err - nine."
Pause and stare
"Ok een Eenglish 'zen."