I did not blow my lines. Got my little card, and my own (paper) flag, and my hat pin, and my very own, suitable-for-framing copy of the Charter of Rights and Freedoms.
And a street person outside saw me with my flag and asked if I'd just become a citizen, and congratulated me most kindly when I said I had.
Now we're off to the Raga, for the best butter chicken curry in town!
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Bienvenue et felicitations!
Congratulations!!!!
Congratulations!
Way to go, eh!
I don’t know about this Canada place – I think your high class countries are all giving out cloth flags to new recruits.
Congratulations.
Congratulations!
Do you feel any different?
Thank you! I do feel different. I feel pretty, oh so pretty, and then I look at the picture on the card – eek! They let her into the country?! She’s debauched!
A friend gave me a cloth flag; it matches the one someone else gave me four years ago when I landed, right down to the gilded ball at the tip of the flag pole. So it’s just as well the CIC folks didn’t go the distance here. Besides, the hat pin is way cool, a tiny little enamel flag.
All in all, I’m not hurting for flags.
The Senior Citizenship Judge, Michel Simard, was in town so he handled the proceedings instead of one of the locals. That man has serious people skills; when giving everyone their cards & certificates, he spoke to each one, finding something different to say each time. I was impressed.
Congratulations All Around
Congratulations are in order for several people this week: Congratulations to pericat, who just became a Canadian citizen! Congratulations to Erin, who should have bene sworn in as a member of the WV bar, thus making her officially a poet-writer-lawyer…
Good for you! I’m happy that you’re happy, and ‘at home’ by choice. May your future always be as sparkling as this. Now, go check your email.
Congratulations. Don’t forget to update your bio.
You’re right, I do. It’s on my list.
Add my congratulations in, too!
Oh, and did they tell you at the ceremony that you’re required by law to fly every Canadian flag you own from your balcony for the next year?
Fly them all?! They’d get rained on. And cold.
Anyway, they’re much happier pitching pennies in the back room while drinking hot chocolate.
Congratulations. Canada got one of our best. ;-)
Aw, shucks. The nice thing is that I haven’t had to renounce anything, so this is much more of a positive acknowledgment of my responsibilities to the place where I live now, than any kind of enforced rejection of the home where I was born and grew up and lived so long, and where my family still is.