The Interview

Congrats are almost in order after my USCIS interview yesterday (see previous related entry). A few snapshots from the experience:

Before the interview... I'm surrounded by a diverse and colorful crowd crammed into neatly-arranged gold-pleathered chairs in the sterile waiting room. Everyone is "properly attired" as requested in our appointment letter. CNN plays on flatscreens scattered around the room. Shaking legs, downcast stares, and uncertain glances attest to the slight edge in the air. An Indian woman whispers (prayers?) to herself nearby. A USCIS poster of a billowing flag reads, "Securing America's Promise. Respect, Integrity, Ingenuity."

My name is called. I'm led down a stark hallway, then to the right. A stiff "good afternoon" begins the interview.

Afterwards... As I indulge in a steaming hot chocolate capped with whipped cream, I can't seem to stifle the grin that has taken over half my face. I glance over and notice a couple next to me pouring over a "Learn About the United States" study guide. I'm tempted to lean over and say, "You'll do fine...!"

I should receive the date of my swearing-in ceremony within 3 weeks. (Wheee!)