Gambling on returning to United States

Danica Groah came to the US from Germany in 2006. (Photo by Michael Groah)
Danica Groah came to the US from Germany in 2006. (Photo by Michael Groah)

Danica Groah is from a small German town named Pfungstadt and first came to the US as an exchange student, where she ended up meeting her future husband and later decided to move here to live with him. She immigrated on a fiancée visa and married her husband Michael soon after.

She told her story through Facebook video chat and it was recorded from there.

Her story is unique in that she really has two different first days: one as a student and the other as a citizen. Each one is represented in part in this story, as she has distinct memories of each time.

Audio: Danica Groah’s first day in the US

Transcript

My name is Danica Groah and I am from Germany.

So, the first time I came here, in 2000. I ended up coming back here, to move here, that was back in early March 2006.

The very first time was to improve my English as an exchange student

When I first left Germany I was a little bit concerned because I had no idea what to really expect because I had been with my now-husband now for five and half, almost six years at that point, but we never lived together. So, like, it’s kind of a gamble at that point.

In my head I kept going, “Crap what am I doing? Cause I am only 22 and I am moving to a foreign country.”

One thing that stuck out to me immediately was size. Things are just huge here in comparison sometimes, especially when I look at the cars. Coming from Germany where there is not a lot of space, we have small cars cause there is no parking anywhere and the roads are smaller and over here, the first time I was over here and I look around at this really big Dodge Ram Ford F-150 or whatever driving next to the bus, which is already big and I’m like, “Holy shit, what is that thing? Is that a tank?”

A week or so after coming here, we ended up taking a quick break house sitting for friends just for a couple of days. A just during that time and looking around and taking in the scenery and everything, riding the ferry and I just looked around I was like “Ok I guess this is my new home or will be my new home.”

This story was produced in partnership with the First Days Project.

1 Comment

  1. “I was over here and I look around at this really big Dodge Ram Ford F-150 or whatever…”

    Americans had the same reactions. My first time was in my rear view mirror and I thought the exact same thing. Scared me to death. Thought it was a semi on my tail. Then angry when I realized it was a bad ‘normal truck’ driver as it sped past me.

    Welcome to the US! I hope you find your adventure here.

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