Confessions of a Canadian

So it finally hit me today what a big week next week will be for me. For those of you that don't know, I am a Canadian (insert favorite cheese head joke here). For almost a year now I have been going through the process to become a US citizen. You have to turn in your application, and money, then you go down to get finger printed. After that the FBI does a background check on you, which I passed ;) The last step, which will take place on Tuesday, is an interview with a homeland security person. They ask you various US history questions (who wrote the Star Spangled Banner, explain how a bill becomes law, what were the original 13 colonies, etc). They also test that you can speak, read and write English. After that all I have to do is be sworn in.

Nerves have started to set in though. I keep remembering my Mom's interview. (She has been like a month ahead of me in the process. I have gone down with her for all of her appointments, which is great because I get a better heads up of what is in store for me!) When it was her time to interview she got nervous and forgot a question. She had earlier been concentrating on who our allies were in WW2, so when the interviewer asked who we were fighting against she blanked and said who the allies were. My mom asked to redo the question and the lady was like "no, too late!" She totally passed her interview, but I could totally see myself doing the same thing. I really have no excuse because I attended school down here and took US history.

It will be so nice to be done with the whole process. It's kind of unnerving to think that my residency is conditional. They could kick my back to Canada if I ever broke the law, which would never happen, but still... With my citizenship you will all be stuck with this Canadian sister for life! There will be no getting rid of me after Tuesday!