Boca Frau

Life as a wife, mommy, and naturalized citizen… in SoFla!!!

Proud to be American

Yesterday, was a big day. We celebrated hubby’s 35th birthday and my swearing-in as an American citizen. I still can’t believe it. I am an American citizen. Little Susi G., as the old gossips in my hometown, would say. All the way from middle-of-nowhere Germany to Boca Raton, Florida… U.S.A.!!!

91 people from 35 different countries, like Albania, Argentina, Chile, Columbia, France, Iran, Bangladesh to name just a few, were sworn in at the USCIS center in Royal Palm Beach with me. I was the only German.

After living here for 16 years and being very happy in my adopted home country, I finally took the last step. I passed the citizenship test back in December and was eagerly awaiting the letter telling me the day when I would swear the  Oath of Allegiance.

After saying these words, I officially became a naturalized American citizen.

I was finally able to pledge my allegiance to the flag. (As a legal alien resident, but non-citizen, you are not supposed to pledge to the flag.)

It was a short, but for me, emotional ceremony. I had to hold back tears many times. But in the end I had a huge smile on my face. I did it. It’s official.

I am an American citizen!!! :)

I’m excited I get to vote now and to carry a blue (my favorite color), not red passport. I will apply for that as soon as possible.

A League of Nations

I wrote this post a while back and promptly banished it to the draft folder because I just didn’t think it was ready. Or right. Or something. Today, I was thinking about what to write and ideas shimmered in front of me, only to float away on a cloud of frustration. Then, I remembered this post and decided to expand on it a little and give you a snap-shot of my family.

Hubby’s grandma, who has graced this earth for 85 years now, likes to call her family a league of nations. Her son, my father-in-law, is married to a Brazilian woman. She came here a number of years ago from Rio de Janeiro. Grandma’s daughter, hubby’s aunt, married a Canadian from Vancouver, and they live in far away Kullu, India. Kullu is a town in the northern state of Himachal Pradesh. Last, but not least, hubby married me, a German. Almost, German-American!!! :) I’m the last of the “foreigners” to get my citizenship.

So, this is her little “league of nations”. I’m sure that this is a fairly common occurrence in many families in this country. America, after all, is known as a melting pot–some regions more so than others. It still is a very interesting phenomenon for me. I grew up in a tiny village about two hours south of Berlin. Everyone knew who you were and what you were up to. I wasn’t used to having this mix of people and nations around me and it was very over-whelming at first.

I’m lucky enough that my parents are here with me. They live about two hours away on the west coast of Florida. I know many people, some of them friends I went to school with, who are here without any family around. Little sis went back to Germany with her husband, who is American but was born in Poland. My niece who was just born earlier this year has dual-citizenship. She’s both German and American.

My children who were all born here in the US also have dual-citizenship. They were born on American soil and have an American father, so they are by proxy American. But because when they were all born I was still a German national, they also have German citizenship.

Put it all together and you get a pretty eclectic mix of people and attitudes. It makes for an interesting get-together.

What about you and your family? Do you have a family that you would consider your very own “league of nations”?

 

 

 

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