I recently published this story on my Facebook page, but one trouble maker reader called me out because I apparently did not have 100% of my facts correct. My response to him was that if “The Donald” could miss the odd fact and still be looking like the next president of the USA, what would the long deceased Laura Secord have to complain about in my tale. He responded that he didn’t much care for “the Donald” but he was a personal fan of “The Laura” and I needed to get every nougat, every chocolate coated cherry and white chocolate covered nut correct.
Now I ask you; Who is the real nut in this tale? Anyway, in the interest of good vibes all the way around, I have added some proper corrections.
Here is the original post:
This morning we are hiking a part of early Canadian history, the Laura Secord Trail.
During the War Of 1812 Laura walked the trail to share her first box of chocolates with our courageous Canadian troops. After walking many kilometers along the trail bearing her name she reached the Canadian fort to share her chocolates.
While there she mentioned that the American troops had just crossed the Niagara river, coming to invade the Canadian fortress and steal their Canadian whiskey and their chocolates.
(Here’s the correction part: they were not only after our whiskey and our chocolates. They also planned to nab our bacon and our Hudson’s Bay Blankets. And that’s not the worst of it; If they had been successful destroying our army, they were planning on continuing up the St Lawrence to Quebec where they would add Poutine to their pile of treasure. That would leave us poor Canadians with not only a huge hole in our border but with nothing we could truly call “our Canadian Heritage.” Remember, back in those days both Gordon Lightfoot and Anne Murray were still in Music school learning their notes. Any way, now back to the story:
Legend has it that Laura was able to hide in a nearby Tim Hortons until our troops had defeated the American intruders.
Then she hurried back home because as soon as the war ended she was going to build a chocolate shop, then sell franchises into every major mail in Canada
Now are you happy troublemaker reader?
“A history in which every particular incident maybe true may on the whole be false” Thomas Bablington Macauly