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  • I am a DREAMER...well almost...

    | Anonymous

    Meet Gabriela. A DREAMER... well almost... She missed the age-at entry requirement by a couple of months.

    After reading her story, don't you think she more than deserves a shot too?

    "I, Gabriela Monico, hereby declare as follows: My name is Gabriela Monico. I am a resident of California. I was born in San Salvador, El Salvador. I came to the United States in November 2005 on…

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  • Done Dreaming

    | Esmy Jimenez

    My name is Esmy Jimenez. I was raised in a small town in Washington State known for agriculture and friendly people. I graduated from the local high school as the Senior Class President. I was in National Honor Society and enrolled in all the AP classes my school provided. I even ran on the cross country team and (attempted) to play tennis. On weekends I worked for a catering company…
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  • No Papers Necessary.

    | Anonymous

    My name is Pat. My first "American" family member got to these shores in 1621. His name is William Claiborne and there is a plaque dedicated to him in the church at Jamestown. However, the other half of my family is Irish. The Irish side of my family, while I am not certain, very likely arrived here without any papers since they fled here during the famine. So, in…

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  • I am an American, but I live in the shadows...

    | Anonymous

    In 1998, I met my immigrant husband in Chicago while I was in AmeriCorps and going to school. By that time, he had been in the US for almost 10 years--he had earned his GED, learned English, and moved up from his original position as dishwasher to become a kitchen manager. We fell in love. In 2002, we got married in his hometown in Mexico. We were told that petitioning…
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  • I Teach Americans. So What?

    | Anonymous

    While sitting at a scholarship pageant, I remember how an idyllic teenage girl explained that her dream was to become a teacher. I was a cynical teen in those days and so I rolled my eyes as her sweet, but very breathy voice tinkled the words, "I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way." I had to chew on the sides of…
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  • Son of Immigrants

    | Michael Z

    My parents both came here from different countries, one to escape a conflict that severely affected their rights and opportunities and the other from a place where it was hard for her family to get ahead in life. They have now been contributing members to this society longer than they ever lived in their birth countries. Although they came here legally, they came at a time when it was easier…
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  • Native

    | Anonymous

    My ancestors were natives to the land before it was America as well as founders of the New World. I think as a nation we have an obligation to protect our citizens. We have rules and laws that are supposed to provide safety to those who participate in the preservation of peace here and abroad. We have a distinct culture of multi-culturalism but this means we have a culture within…
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  • Teenage Dreams

    | Lizbeth Manzano

    I came to the U.S. when I was 6 years old. I took a bus from Mexico to the U.S. with documents that my dad borrowed from a friend, although I didn't know that at the time. Right now I am 17 and a Junior in High School. Since the time I start school I have been in honor programs and as soon as I started high school I was…
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  • US immigration

    | John Chavez

    To be an US citizen is a hard question to answer. As in my life it has always been one who lives in the US. I have never defined it as anything more or less. To be an American citizen is an even vaguer prospect to me as all you would have to do is live in the continent of America. Now then I couldn't care less who someone is,…
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  • It's Effort that Counts

    | Joe Estey

    I was homeless at 17 back in the 70s. No one then would give you a dime if you were healthy enough to work, so I took a job as a busboy. Then became a manager, while my high school friends went to college, many sponging off their parents. I became the youngest corporate manager for the chain at 20, managing 5 hotel restaurants in 5 cities. Today, I own…
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