A couple of days after first day of school, Terran came home and busted out with the Pledge of Allegiance. Since we've never taught him the pledge at home, I was impressed that he had it pretty much memorized. A few days into school, he still does not know any of his new friends names, but he knows the pledge. Hmmmmm....
So he started saying the pledge and he got stuck.
And asked me: "how is it suppose to go?"
And I said: "I don't really know. I'm not American. But we can google it."
So we did. And we found out that the Pledge of Allegiance goes like this:
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
And I thought how weird it is that my kid is American, who pledge allegiance to the US flag at a local public school in the morning. And his mother, me, is not of this country, not an American, and led a completely different childhood than that of her own child. How strange that life can change so quickly over just a generation.
When Pat got home, I told him about Terran's pledge and that he got stuck so we had to google the rest. Pat was surprised that I didn't know the pledge. That's when he realized that he had married a non-American, non-pledging girl. And scratched his head and wondered what had happened to his life. Too late buddy, too late.
Monday, September 20, 2010
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