I had my citizenship interview yesterday as I mentioned in my blog and I passed!
In some respects I knew that it should be okay and really given I’ve been here double the length of time that you’re legally allowed before going for your interview. I could have gone for my interview in 2000-2001 around the time I graduated from college if I’d been able to afford it or felt like it, but I was a bit…disenfranchised at the time.
Anyway, my appointment was at 10:30 a.m. My Mum came with me to look after the munchkin. Initially she was going to watch the munchkin at home, but then we decided that she would come with so I had company on the long and hairy drive into the heart of Orlando where the USCIS offices are. I’m really glad she did for several reasons, not least of which is the fact that the GPS system we were using to navigate down there kept disconnecting from the cigarette lighter in my car any time we went over a slight dip in the road or an area that was rough and bumpy, or any time you just breathed wrong near it, and so it had to be rebooted, something I wouldn’t have been able to do if I’d been by myself.
Ordinarily on a trip I do print out directions from a place like Map Blast or Google Maps given it lets you plot the map a bit and rearrange points so you don’t go on the freeway if you don’t want to and what not, but I was so busy the night before freaking out because I couldn’t remember if Mel Martinez was Republican or Democrat, or being afraid that I had forgotten some of the required verification paperwork I forgot to print back-up directions.
Anyway, despite all that fun with the GPS we got to the USCIS office on Tradeport Drive near the airport and then had to drive around the lot several times to find a parking space, but still we arrived by 10:15 and I was able to check in. Given the office was pretty busy Mum decided she would take my son to a little cafe that was in the same strip. Even though my letter said the interview would take about two hours she figured that I would be out sooner than that so she wouldn’t bother taking him to try and find a mall or a play area near by they would just play on the grass if he got bored and fussy. I left her my car keys anyway because you’re not allowed to take any electronic devices in the building and I had an electronic lock for my husband’s car on there and didn’t want to risk it. I remembered from previous instances that I wasn’t allowed to take a cell phone in with me even if it was turned off, and had left that in the glove box of my car.
So, I went in, set off the metal detector because of my boots and jeans, something I hadn’t thought about, and sat down. I was getting some funny looks from other applicants in the waiting room, because of my pink, purple and blue hair, but none of the security guards or attendants in the area seemed to mind.
I sat down with my notebook full of information and set to work going over the 96 prep questions that I’d been given, filling in that Francis Scott Key wrote the Star Spangled Banner, that there are nine Supreme court justices, and the Chief Justice is John G Roberts Jr. That Bill Nelson (Democrat) and Mel Martinez (Republican) are our senators, that Congress is made up of 100 senators and 435 representatives who are elected for six and two years respectively, and so on. There were a few questions that I had a bit of trouble with, but they were review questions and I figured they would be fresh in my mind if I happened to be asked them, like that Patrick Henry said, “Give me liberty or give me death” and that Washington was the first Commander in Chief of the US Army and Navy.
At 11:20 I was finally called. The staff did keep coming through and checking on us and cheering us on, which is another example of how the USCIS has improved in attitude and also connectedness. There were many times before in the early portion of our immigration experience that we would be in waiting rooms for four hours or more with no idea what was going on and the staff just sat behind their desks and screens looking glummer than the people at the driver’s license office, but they kept coming through and apologizing that they were running behind but they only had seven officers on staff today and were still trying to get through 120 people who were there for interviews. A few of the officers came in and read off the names of the people they’d been assigned to let them know that they were there but they were running an hour or more behind and so not to stress out if someone who came in after them was getting called sooner it was just because of the way we had been assigned to people.
So at 11:20 I was called by a gentlemen to go and interview. He apologized for being almost an hour late for my appointment but figured since I was clearly an English-speaking immigrant that we could motor through things fairly quickly and sat me down. I told him I had my folder of paperwork and he said he would call for certain things as he went through my case and had me verify my information and occasionally asked me the civics questions like what the name of the president is and how many branches of government we have.
He was impressed to see that I had graduated college, and congratulated me on my son and new house, and said that I was a model citizen. We had a bit of a joke that my hair color is listed as “red” and the only real change was that I had forgotten to include that I’d received a traffic citation for having an expired tag, which they had uncovered, of course, but he realized I had just genuinely forgotten it and given I’m married to a police officer and it was just a $72 citation and not something like a hit and run or a D.U.I it won’t affect anything to do with my application.
I could be getting sworn in and taking my oath as soon as April and would therefore be able to vote in the upcoming elections!
I’m so excited!