I was born a Newfoundlander. I'll always be a Newfoundlander. I remember
a song they used to sing when Confederation was defeated way back in 1869.
Here's part of that old song:
"Hurrah for our own native Isle, Newfoundland-
Not a stranger shall hold one inch of her strand;
Her face turns to Britain, her back to the Gulf,
Come near at your peril, Canadian Wolf!"
I guess you know how they felt about Canada in those days: Canadian Wolf
it was then. And Canadian Wolf it is now. Wolf and stranger.
To me, and to so many others, Canada is a strange, faraway, foreign land.
I don't want to become part of Canada. It's a foreign country. It's not
my country-my country is Newfoundland. Canadians don't understand us or
care about our problems. They won't want to do anything for us. Their
world is too far away. We must reject Confederation.