Yesterday was probably one of the best days I’ve ever had. Though a lot of things are on my mind, yesterday was not only influential and moving but also inspiring. I had felt strongly about migration issues before and yesterday only strengthen it. I lived with and was with migrants, I am the first of three kids to migrant parents. Now, that my parents are legally in the United States the trauma isn’t the same. Nonetheless, my parents told me to stand up for those who were like us at one time. The testimonies we heard were unique in their own way yet reflected a common experience. Sharing a space with them and listening to their stories were motivation to keep fighting and striving for what I love to do and that’s to be in solidarity with my people.
At the end of the presentation I had the opportunity to speak with the presenters who shared their stories. I expressed my desire to study immigration law and they expressed happy sentiments. One of them told me he was glad because in the states sons and daughters to migrant parents often forget their roots and where they truly come from. I think fighting for those who shared your story is a vital part of being social just and is a necessary component in standing in solidarity with one another.