Double Identity: An Immigrant's Experience in the "Francos de Montréal"

I remember blue and white enveloping the horizon. The Quebec’s flag is waved in the air making sense to the audience’s pride. I remember the French language being amplified in the mics and the several banners that welcome the public to the Francos de Montréal. Every word uttered in that language feels unique and everyone speaking that language seems to love it.