I wake up in the morning and the sun brushes my face
As I welcome another day full of dreams left to chase
The further you go the prouder we’ll be
Were the words that my parents said to me
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I am seventeen years old and an undocumented student at Bioscience High School. I was born in Puebla, Mexico and came to the United States when I was 9 years old. My parents wanted a better future for my siblings and me. A future where we didn’t have to give up education to start earning a living. A future where we could reach our goals and dreams. A future where we didn’t have to live to survive, but a life to live.
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With every scrub I gave to the bed-side cabinet, I felt as if the drops of my childhood trickled away as I soon realized just how difficult it is to live a life with hidden identities and unrevealed fear of just one bad circumstance.
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My family is the definition of the American dream. My parents immigrated to the United States to give themselves and their future children a chance at a better life than what they lived. They spent a decade building themselves up.
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For the entirety of my life, I have been continually confronted with political issues related to my citizenship status. My adolescence revolved around the controversial debate of deportation of undocumented immigrants. While my classmates had the opportunity to explore the endless terrain of our country, I longed for the possibility of leaving the four walls of my room.
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I’m not making a sound in an effort to not wake up my family. It's 12 a.m .and I should be in bed, I can’t get any sleep. It’s been a rough week for my dad, and I’m helping in the only way I know how to.
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I made a commitment to myself to never be ashamed about my status. I made a commitment to speak openly about the immigrant student that I was and the equitable access to education I wanted for myself.
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Hello, my name is Darian Benitez Sanchez, I am 18 years old and I am an undocumented student at Brophy College Prep. I was born in Guanajuato, Mexico, and came to the United States at the age of four, in 2007.
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My story in this country begins all the way back in September of 2004 when my parents made the decision to cross the border and come into this country. They left everything behind: their lives, family, and friends.
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The Arts & Healing workshops are like healing circles and dedicated to people in the immigrant community. Every month there's a new healing topic that inspires an art activity.
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I have always been into music and writing because I love being creative. Music helps set a tone, it amplifies the strength behind the words giving it more depth. I break down my story by choosing the right words with specific syllables and sounds.
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“It almost felt as if my entire life had been leading up to this. As if everything I had ever worked for was now being brought to light. People talk about taking action, about speaking up in the face of injustice. So many promises, so many broken promises. But on January 23rd, 300 of us stood up in the midst of confusion and frustration.“
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My name is Angelica Pacheco and I am a DACA student. My family migrated to the United States when I was two years old in the hope of finding better opportunities and getting a better education for my siblings and I.
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My name is Angel Palazuelos. I am a first generation student from a single mother household. I am a senior at Metro Tech High School. My dream is to become a Mechanical Engineer. I came to the United States when I six years with my mother and older brother.
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Immigration raids in Mississippi, shootings in El Paso, and the constant rhetoric from the Trump administration harm the mental state of mixed status families. There is a dark cloud over the immigrant community.
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