Hi, I've been following this site for over a month now but only registered in the last week and decided to post as this topic caught my interest. I am an Air Force brat, born to a British-West Indian mum and West Indian-American dad. My mum was born in the Caribbean but grew up in Derby, England then moved to London to pursue Nursing. There she met my dad who was also Carib-born but mostly grew up in New York (altho you'd never know cos he never had a NY accent) - he ended up in England (Ipswich) on assignment and she and my dad got married. They began their long military journey together, all over Europe, UK, and America. My eldest brother (30 in Dec) and my middle brother (25) were born in US; I (23) was born in Italy. My brothers spent a bit of time in America as young kids before being moved to Europe, but their accents were never anything but Brit. After I was born, my family lived exclusively in Europe and UK and only made one visit to my dad's family in NY when I was 5.
We moved to the US when I was almost 7, so my dad could retire from the military, and ended up staying because my eldest brother had settled in and was tired of moving around - he wanted to finish H.S. The original plan was to move back to UK as soon as he finished, but it became less likely as time went by. We went to American schools, hung out with American kids, and are now adults working with other Americans, but we are not very American. We were raised by my Brit mum and partially (now) Brit dad with many of the cultural things that we lived with in UK. We use mostly British pronounciations, terms, phrases, and slang, we were brought up watching BBC and all the British shows that come on American telly (even more now that we've got digital cable!), we read UK news websites and keep up with the music, culture, events and politics, and much of the food. We keep in close contact with my mum's family in UK, and my middle brother and I went back to England with our mum just before I started H.S. for 6 weeks and just melted back into the culture, travelling to the cities where mum's friends and family are and living in the community as the citizens we are (both my brothers have dual citizenship - American and British, and I have triple - American, British, and Italian) rather than as tourists, although we did do a few touristy things-- we had no problems with the language, the physical differences (cars on opposite side of the road, money, etc) and even came back with even stronger British accents, according to our friends.
I've always felt more at home surrounded by other foreigners, esp people from UK/Europe, as I was never accepted by Americans. As a kid, I was shy, having only a few friends until middle school, and then all my friends were fellow foreigners as they shared my values and cultural beliefs. Due to this, I spent much more time at home with my mum, and I kept my British-ness much more than my brothers. My eldest brother assimilated quite a bit but neither he nor I to the extent of my middle brother who was always quite popular at school and is now mostly American, except at home. To this day, the three of us get muddled up in grocery stores, shops, at work, and at school when we are trying to express ourselves. We get confused between terms such as "lorry" vs "truck", "bin" vs "trash can", "mobile" vs "cell phone", and (possibly the worst) "push chair/pram" vs "stroller" and still are learning new American words every day. We got marks off at school for spelling and grammar, while we slowly learned the American way, but my eldest brother and I chose to keep afew spellings (colour, centre) at school, and decided that if writing something personal (letters, email, poetry) we would use ALL British spellings and phrasings. Some times, when we hear a word on the telly and then see the physical representation of the word, we are shocked that "THAT'S what Americans are talking about when they say _____" because we only ever knew the British term for it.
I can't count the number of times I've called my friends "cheeky", asked for a "rubber" at school or pointed out to a friend that they needed a "full stop" at the end of the sentence, then a) tore my hair out trying to explain what I meant, b) got in trouble! or c) said "oops I meant ____". I also cannot count how many friends/coworkers have asked me why I eat so properly with knife and fork and why I cross my knife/fork in the middle of the plate when done eating. Being out in the work force has allowed us to learn more American terms and cultural things but we will still always be Brits living in America, as people we interact with remind us when they use a term that we don't know and all we can do is stare blankly and ask "a what?" OR when they ask "Where are you from?" over and over, to which we reply "I grew up in England" and the look on their face is like Ohhhh and they tell us that our accents are still there and we should be proud that we can speak proper English.
As for me, I have longed to be home in the UK since I arrived on this side of the pond. I will never be American and realised that long ago. Although I accept that I have missed out on bits of the culture in UK, having lived here for so long, I also know that I do not and will not ever fit here. I am homesick every time I turn on the telly to watch Eastenders or As Time Goes By, or my new favs Cash in the Attic and Bodies. I am planning to start going back to UK and Europe every few months during my Uni breaks, and I am making plans to move back home in the next two years, as soon as I finish my BA degree. People ask me "Why?" but they don't completely understand that England has always been where I consider home. They say that I am American now because I've lived in the US since I was a child, but it's not that simple. Ask any of my friends and they will tell you that I will either marry a Brit/European or a latin guy (my second language is spanish, which I learned from my dad at the same time as I learned English). They have been right so far, as most of the guys I've loved have been Brits who I met online or in Real Life, and still the people I have the closest friendships with have mostly been non-American. I can't exactly explain why it feels so right to call England home, other than to say, that is just where my heart is!