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Yankee Doodle blares from my alarm clock
I jump out of bed and salute my wall of presidents.
I quickly run to the kitchen and prepare a hardy plate of bacon, eggs, and a glass of orange juice, the national breakfast, made of course with all American ingredients.
I hop in the shower and to prepare myself for the day, I remind the world that I am a Yankee by singing Over There in said shower.
As I pack my lunch and grab my stuff, I head out the door and raise the The Star Spangled Banner on my 135ft flagpole, as I stand in awe of its stars and stripes I give Old Glory one last salute before I head out to work.
As I pull out of my suburban driveway I crank Lee Greenwood's Proud to be an American on my American manufactured Ford F150 and head over to the freeway.
I slow down to a calm 20 great imperial miles per hour as I turn into the school parking lot.
Today the class I teach is going on a field trip to watch immigrants be granted citizenship.
As we see new citizens take the oath I shed a single tear.
As we go outside seeing more people arrive, I get out the boombox I left in the school bus and start playing Neil Diamonds They're Coming to America.
I truly am proud to be an American.