Everybody knows what is Mate in Misiones
I have recently made a trip to Misiones in the northeastern Argentina, which is called Ukrainian. It is surrounded by Paraguay and Brazil to the northwest and is embraced by Parana — the second river in length ( with La-Plate) in South America and stands behind Amazone. Argentina is a large and immense country. All over the country people sing here, they support their national soccer team, they drink Mate, eat roasted meat, sausages like chorizos and marseillais’ — something you could see right in the streets or on the yards and terraces. Truly, in this careless world of non-stop 24 hours a day colorful dancing to guitar thousands and thousands of Ukrainians feel themselves at home. People are jolly here, everybody’s smiling; everybody’s dressed nice; everybody’s friendly and courteous. All of a sudden our driver in Buenos Aires — Eugene from Luhansk who has been living here for 10 years — says something, which went against our conviction and sounded like a bomb for us: “Don’t walk around and even one step with your camera here — it’s Latin America!”
As kozaks and guzuls Canada subjugated
They say when the Canadian indians saw European ships for the second time they decided to welcome the guests not by “welcome», but by “ca-na-da!», because they probably thought, those will not fire guns towards their lodges. “Canada” means in indian — “there is nothing here”. English people did not realize that french have already visited this place, and already named this land Canada.
