Define American

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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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  • Want to keep learning

    | Anonymous

    I came from Vietnam, I came to Austin 3 years ago, when I was 12. I left all my best memories in my country, my family and friends. When I came here everything was new to me, so I went to school, start to make new friends. My favorite things to do is eat, read and play and travel, I like to read Sherlock Holmes because it was the most…
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  • Just Want to be a Small-Town American Girl

    | Anonymous

    I am a 34 year old female immigrant from Jamaica. As a child growing up in Jamaica, I always heard stories about this land of milk and honey called America. A place where one could go to a supermarket and eat "anything you want without getting into trouble, as long as you eat inside." Where the taps at the schools had milk coming out of them, not plain water like…
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  • land of choices

    | Anonymous

    I was greeted by one of the worst winter in New York when i set foot in this country. It was my first plane trip, first time i will be on my own, and first time in a foreign country. My memory is vivid - cold, gloomy, iced highways lined with bare, gray trees. There's no turning back on keeping my medical residency training interviews. 3 months flew and i…
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  • Amor Por Juarez

    | Stephanie Correa

    My mother came to the U.S. with her parents when she was in primary school. My Lita and Tata worked tirelessly to provide for my mother and four siblings. Their work ethic has always been a driving force for me. Without my Lita's dedication to working in the strawberry fields of California every day, I wouldn't have the opportunities I do now. After reading Jose Antonio Vargas's story, I was…
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  • My husband is America Defined

    | Anonymous

    My husband came to the United States in 1994. He has been here for 18 years, working and pursuing the American dream. He left everything he knew for a better life. He came here with a Computer Engineering degree from Honduras and worked as dish washer in Idaho. He started at the bottom and worked his way up, even though he had a college education, he had to submit to…
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