Saturday we marched and rallied for immigrants and refugees. It was a beautiful warm and sunny day in Dallas as we made our way from City Hall to the JFK Memorial Plaza with a couple thousand like-minded folks.
When I lived in Alaska, I taught English to immigrants from many countries for a couple of years. This experience opened my eyes as I got to know my students ; I quickly came to love them and to respect their motivation and dedication. They were such hard workers and such kindhearted human beings. Recently I’ve been volunteering with a refugee agency here in Dallas and I’ve been so troubled by the hatred toward immigrants and refugees as well as the Trump administration’s harsh policies and actions. Can you imagine how tough it is to come to a new country where you don’t speak the language well (if at all), where you’re unfamiliar with the customs and expectations of other people, and find yourself feeling unwelcome or unwanted after years in a refugee camp holding onto your hopes and dreams of a better life in the USA? I worry about the people arriving in Dallas each week and I hope they do feel welcome here. Our small action last weekend was a statement and we hope it was heard.
Mentioning my students made me want to go back and look at all of my pictures from our classes, gatherings, and celebrations. I sure do miss these beautiful people!