The Obama administration is temporarily closing immigration courts in four cities while authorities review court dockets with the intention of setting aside the cases of undocumented immigrants who have no criminal records and pose no threat to national security.
The Tarlesson family fled war torn Liberia, leaving behind a life of violence and hunger. They settled on a fertile plot in Northern California where they now grow organic vegetables and spices.
Theirs is a sobering story of courage, sacrifice and perseverance, bringing perspective to the family’s new life in the land of the free. Each year since their arrival they give thanks for their good fortune with a celebration of traditional African food, song and dance.
From hell to heaven, twenty-six surviving family members managed to immigrate to the United States in 2005, many of them children.
Sigh. In my small world of problems, I can’t compare to the guy who can’t have anything at all.
I get words of encouragement that being in college is good and I’m going to have a nice job with nice people and good money.
I don’t feel encouraged. I feel pressured because I still can’t figure out what to do with myself because the moment I decide on something, I know I’m not right for it and then I’m a coward for not trying and I can’t be good at anything unless I’m good at it but I’m only an average person who’s only average at everything I do. I don’t want to be miserable and not get anywhere but what if that’s my only choice.
I wish this essay wrote itself. I’m definitely making it more difficult than it should be. As usual.
Immigration still makes no sense to me. We were all immigrants once, and some people out there were rude enough to necessarily kill off the majority of an entire race just to occupy and colonize in their own rebellion.