Recently in Migrant Youth Category

She is headed four thousand
miles away, and she will be gone a year. We've been preparing for this
trip for almost as long, since she first decided she wanted to be a Rotary exchange student.
Her decision left me proud and excited for her, and not until my last
few days with her did I begin to feel the dread of seeing her leave,
knowing I wouldn't see her again for a long time. But my sadness at her
leaving is tempered somewhat by the certainty, barring any tragedies,
that I will see her again, and by the finite amount of time that she
will be away.My ache at being separated from my daughter is eased by something else, too: by the knowledge that what I am experiencing pales in comparison to what thousands of mothers are going through as their children set off on more perilous, less certain, journeys.
You can even leave a comment if you wish. But make sure not to let slip your dark desire to "kill all whites." That outcome would be especially unfortunate for this white blogger.
I have been “detained” by the Department of Homeland Security for over ten months now, as I had been fighting my deportation case and hoping for a second chance. I really don’t like the word detained because I feel it is a word used by “them” in an attempt to lessen the truth; that I am their prisoner.
It seems all I have been doing in my life is adapting to major changes, one after the other. From the loss of my father at seventeen, to adapting to military life, to getting used to a 6x9 cell. I have had to make some major adjustments and I have come to learn that change is inevitable.
However, I never would have guessed that I would now be getting ready to be deported to a country I know nothing about. I never thought I would be preparing to be banished from the only country I have known, the country I volunteered to fight for, and not to mention the country that my family lives in.
This was the first May Day march I had participated in. It was a lot of fun, and emotionally and (in
a strictly secular way :-) )
spiritually uplifting, but I kind of felt like I had missed the party. I heard about crowds exponentially larger in
2006 and substantially larger last year.
But apparently, frustration in the pro-migrant community with the lack
of progress toward comprehensive reform and fear instilled by widescale raids
over the past year-and-a-half had combined to ratchet down participation in
this year’s march. (With my own
eyeballs, I estimated between 2,000 and 3,000 marchers—not something you see
every day parading down Broadway, but certainly not the numbers seen in recent
years.) It’s a shame, because things are
about as bad now as they’ve ever been for migrants in the
The low numbers, then, are a clear indication that the
restrictionists—backed squarely by the
Brave New Films is launching a series of short films in a campaign to promote immigrants' rights. By highlighting the struggles of immigrant families in his films, Robert Greenwald combats anti-migrant animosity through the re-humanization of the fight for humane immigration reform.
The first in the series, A Dream Deferred, seeks to resurrect national attention to the hopes of undocumented students in their pursuit of an education and the chance to succeed. Help keep the dream alive by viewing and commenting on this important film, and remember to sign the petition, too.
The combination of burdensome and incomprehensible rules, unjustifiably high fees (e.g., $340 for a work permit, often baselessly or mistakenly denied by USCIS, and $585 to appeal the decision—over $1,000 for a bare-bones DIY green card application), race-based decisionmaking cloaked in administrative discretion, and extraordinarily punitive enforcement measures have created a climate of hate and fear. This situation didn’t arise organically, nor is it an inevitable consequence of natural social and economic forces, as restrictionists would have us believe. It is the carefully planned result of years of conservative organizing and legislative action, spearheaded since 1999 by the nativist caucus in the House.
I recently read two remarkable books, and I’d like to talk
about them both, in separate posts. The
first is What is the What: The Autobiography
of Valentino Achak Deng, the story of one of
Each of these books revived for me an experience I used to have commonly as a child, but much less frequently in adulthood. I would pick up a book and not be able to focus on anything else until I had finished it. I would read on the bus to school, under my desk [clarifying: the book, not me] during class, and often during lunch break. Late at night I would sneak to my bedroom doorway to read by the light in the hall, which was ostensibly left on to comfort my siblings and I from nighttime terrors. On Saturdays, I would shut myself in the bathroom for hours to read and avoid my chores. On Sundays, I resented the three hours that church took away from my books. As an adult, I read primarily nonfiction, and much more slowly given the multiplying demands on my time, and I thought maybe I had lost that childhood compulsion completely. But with each of these books, the hunger to continue the story continued until I had read both of them in the same week. This I find a little strange, considering that either one could be the most depressing book I have ever read.
Samantha Contreras was recently selected as a scholar for the Drum Major Institute (DMI). A representative of DMI asked if Ms. Contreras could write a blog post for Citizen Orange and I happily obliged. Following are the words of future leader Samantha Contreras. I began my activism and passion to serve the public when I came close to the end of my educational opportunities and my dreams due to the lack of access for students who do not hold legal status in the country. To millions of people the word “immigrant” is one that is synonymous to “aliens” and “criminals.” To me, immigration is an issue of family, opportunity, and hope. In one word, the issue of immigration is me. Personally living the attacks on the immigrant community has forever impacted my life and I am wholeheartedly committed to altering the perception of immigrants as well as transforming the status of all underprivileged communities across this nation through progressive policy revamping.







