Because of all the experiences within my family, and even the ones I have experienced myself, the idea of the American Dream is something that is very close to my heart. I have seen firsthand, within my own community, as well as that of friends and colleagues, how many people have struggled, and sometimes even lost their lives, only to fail at achieving their goals. My definition of chasing the American Dream holds deep meaning. It requires hard work. It requires strength. And, last but not least, it requires potential sacrifice. Another example of how immigration can be a barrier is the story of my 13-year-old cousin. Especially since the start of the Trump administration, immigration has become grossly difficult to maneuver and achieve.
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I was appalled when I learned this, as not only is this a serious issue, but it is quite dangerous! Now, on top of all my school, work, and family responsibilities, I have another worry on my shoulders. I can’t get the image out of my head, of a young boy, deprived of food and water, on a several days long journey, on foot, and for what? All this just to get to America? Is it really that big of a deal? The answer to that question is yes. When I could, I sent a message for him to get in touch with me. I asked him why he was doing all of this at such a young age. His response was very emotional and heartfelt, which brought tears to my eyes. “Sister, I want to be an American too. I am chasing the American Dream just like you, your dad, and the rest of your family did. It’s my responsibility, because I don’t want my mom to die in the same old town you left, knowing that there was no progress and no better days coming our way. I just want to work hard and become something so that I can help the family that depends on me,” he told me. What is crazy is that he is only thirteen years old, yet he feels this huge burden on his shoulders to take care of his family, and is
I was appalled when I learned this, as not only is this a serious issue, but it is quite dangerous! Now, on top of all my school, work, and family responsibilities, I have another worry on my shoulders. I can’t get the image out of my head, of a young boy, deprived of food and water, on a several days long journey, on foot, and for what? All this just to get to America? Is it really that big of a deal? The answer to that question is yes. When I could, I sent a message for him to get in touch with me. I asked him why he was doing all of this at such a young age. His response was very emotional and heartfelt, which brought tears to my eyes. “Sister, I want to be an American too. I am chasing the American Dream just like you, your dad, and the rest of your family did. It’s my responsibility, because I don’t want my mom to die in the same old town you left, knowing that there was no progress and no better days coming our way. I just want to work hard and become something so that I can help the family that depends on me,” he told me. What is crazy is that he is only thirteen years old, yet he feels this huge burden on his shoulders to take care of his family, and is