When do you know you are starting to become an American? Am I there yet? I have asked myself these questions quite a lot since I got here almost 2 months ago. The truth is … that I don’t know. But signs are starting to show me, that I’m on my way to become one:
There are more things to learn, than what I would have expected. The language was no problem, not even in the beginning, but there are so many terms, that I as a foreigner didn’t know. When I got here I would have been completely lost if someone said some of these sentences to me: “Do you want to go to Walmart or Publix?”, “Hey! Do you like Chick-fil-A?”, “Y’all”, “Will you be taking the FCAT while you are here?”, “Are you a Gators fan?” and I could go on. Now I, of course, don’t even think about it when I use them. English has become my first language in some way now. When I speak or write Danish it seems wrong, like as if the words didn’t come out right. It is a relief to start speaking English again. I have even started to calculate math in English inside my head now. Google Translate is not only being used on English àDanish because I don’t understand the English word, but also because I’ve forgotten it in Danish.
When I hear the word football it’s not the sport with the round ball, but the American style. I have now experienced my first college football game. My family and I went to Tennessee to visit UT (University of Tennessee). We spend an absolutely fabulous weekend up in the cold. I, if possible, had more trouble dealing with the cold weather, than the Floridians had. The temperature was around the 50s (10 degrees celcius). It doesn’t sound bad, but 4 rows from the top of the 8th largest stadium in the world, that is really cold. Especially when it’s windy. It was fall break for the University so only around 80,000 were on the stands waiting for the Vols to beat Buffalo. They had an amazing band, who accompanied by a (awesome!) high school band put on a fantastic show in the half time.
“Are you excited about homecoming?” Before I wouldn’t have been able to answer more clever than, “What??”, now I know exactly what is being talked about. Homecoming is a big deal here in United States. The party Saturday night is like a prom, but less formal and for the whole school. In the days leading up to the weekend, you dress out. Each day as something different. The biggest football game of the year is the Friday before weekend starts. I yet have to experience the week before homecoming, but I have got the amazing opportunity to go to 3 homecomings in total. One last weekend at Palm Coast, one next week at Pedro, and then there’s the St. Augustine High School Homecoming. Last week was a fantastic experience. Max, an exchange student from Germany, had invited me to his homecoming in Palm Coast. Sam and I spend much time in different shoe- and dress stores to find the perfect outfit, while Aly was in charge of the make-up and hair. Max and I didn’t really know what to expect when we arrived on campus. We had been worried that we were dressed to formally, but it turned out be just perfect. All girls in nice dresses and most boys with tie. I had been warned before we went: People dance differently here, but I hadn’t taken it too seriously: “It can’t be that different”. Well, it was! Let’s just say, that you’re not facing your dance partner here. :p Max and I had such a great time, even though we didn’t know most of the songs and didn’t know how to dance, haha! Stupid foreigners. :p
Again, what characterizes an American? He/she obviously has American friends. I’m getting there. I’m so thankful that I didn’t have a language barrier when I came here – my English has made it so much easier for me to become good friends with some fantastic people here. I don’t know why, but it continues to surprise me how we are “exactly the same” as Daphne said in her presentation. I don’t know what I had expected: That all Americans were fat and had the same personality? Of course not! (I hope I didn’t offend someone. :p) I just think there would be at least something, where I could say: “Typical American”. To be honest, when it comes to personality I can’t find those specific things. We have all the types in my school, as there would be in any other school in Denmark. I know I’ve been so fortunate to meet so many nice people here. It has of course taken some effort and courage. I don’t think that I had ever texted or said: “So do you have any plans tomorrow” to someone I had only spoken to a couple of times before in Denmark. I had become immune though. It felt like no big deal just to ask to do things with people I barely knew. That has helped me to get to the point, where I actually know the people I’m asking really well.
I guess I’m not a fully American on this specific topic. I have friends in Denmark that I of course miss, but missing has not (yet hopefully) become a problem in my world, which I really appreciate. I also have much more than “just” American friends. The bond between us exchange student has shown to be much stronger than I had first anticipated. We do quite many things together and talk much. Not only because we’re in the same situation and have many things to talk about, but simply because they are all amazing people. All of us from 6970 are going to have a “Fall Weekend” in St Augustine in two weeks, which I am really looking forward to!
Things that before seemed different to me has now become daily life. Palm trees, alligators, thunderstorms? Ha! That’s not even new and exciting anymore. Okay, admitted. I am exaggerating a bit. The thing about alligators is not completely true: I was so excited when I got a very dark, blurry picture of an alligator from very far away last weekend! Haha! But the other things are true. Palm trees are everywhere. I thought it was weird that there was no dress code for homecoming, because I’ve gotten so used to dress code. 70 degrees is suddenly cold (I am not(!) looking forward to when it gets cooler).
Conclusion? Hmm, I don’t think I can call myself American yet. But I’ve gained weight, so I’m getting there. :p Talk to y’all soon!