Obama’s America was my new home. For me it will continue to be, but there is a danger that someone else’s story might begin differently now.
I moved here in late 2007. Obama’s campaign & presidency are a part of my immigrant story. … and today it feels like a part of me is dying.
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So please save some thoughts for a friend, family member, co-worker or fellow human that struggles with the pain of making a new home.
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The pain is real. It surfaces time and again. You wake up suddenly and your new life is a dream. You can’t believe the life you left behind.
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The stereotypes applied to immigrants (lazy, incompetent, slow, different, silent, opportunistic, CRIMINAL) hit you in the face over & over.
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You never truly assimilate / adjust. Your skin color, accent, other-ness are brutally brought to fore over all masks you learned to put on.
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So why do we do this? Why escape? Why go through this pain? Why have a foot in two different places at once?
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Every time I hike in an American park, or go to a historic museum; every time I experience American art, music & people, I realize why.
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There are immigrant stories everywhere. You won’t go far before you meet someone or see something that has a heart of “somewhere else”.
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