Analysis Of Enrique 's Journey On The United States

Enrique’s journey from Honduras to the U.S. unveils the innate loyalty of a loving child to their mother and presents the dangers that a migrant faces on the road with consistent angst; nevertheless, it supports the idea that compassion shown by some strangers can boost the retreating confidence within a person. In Sonia Nazario’s “Enrique’s Journey,” he seeks the beacon of light that all migrants hope to encounter; “El Norte.” Like many children before him, it is the answer to the problems of a hard life. While being hunted down “like animals” leading to “seven futile attempts,” he is

Should everyone have the right to immigrate?There were many human rights issue in my novel Enrique’s Journey by Sonia Nazario. The human rights mentioned by Sonia was the right to pursue economic opportunity , to immigrate , to safe travels , and to a free education . These human rights are still affected people within the United States and other country. Due to these human rights issue we need to take action to the most important human right issue is the right to immigration. There are three sources that explain the right to immigration based on Enrique’s Journey and what people do and feel about this. Enrique’s Journey relates to real-life issues of immigration by explaining the challenges people face. They are determined

According to President Obama (2014), “If we are serious about economic growth, it is time to heed the call of business leaders, labor leaders, faith leaders, and law enforcement- and fix our broken immigration system. Republicans and Democrats in the Senate have acted. I know that members of both parties in the House want to do the same” (President Obama, 2014). The United States of American has long been the safe haven for those who seek to escape poverty, hunger, torture, and oppression in their home countries. According to the film, The Other Side of Immigration (2009), in 1970, the United States housed 750,000 immigrants and as of 2009, there are

Each year, thousands of Central American immigrants embark on a dangerous journey from Mexico to the United States. Many of these migrants include young children searching for their mothers who abandoned them. In Enrique’s Journey, former Los Angeles Times reporter, Sonia Nazario, recounts the compelling story of Enrique, a young Honduran boy desperate to reunite with his mother. Thanks to her thorough reporting, Nazario gives readers a vivid and detailed account of the hardships faced by these migrant children.

I never expected Enrique’s Journey to be such a personal work. Being a journalistic book, I expected a lot of research in it, but not to the level Nazario’s gone to. Definitely, the way she introduced herself into the enduring situations that migrants go through when they try to reach the US gave me a new perspective of what to expect from the book. She comes from a migrant family too, so she can sort of relate to the characters in the book. However, as she confesses herself, her journey was nowhere as arduous as what these children go through to find their mothers. And the way in which she involved herself into the situation increases her empathy for Enrique en other numberless children.

Before reading Enrique’s Journey I only knew 3 things about those who immigrated to the US. One, the majority were Mexican families. Two, they only migrate to the US, because they are poor and there are more job opportunities with better pay. Three, they got to the US by being smuggled in a van over the Border. All these things listed are true to an extent, but on a much deeper level. Sonia Nazario, author of Enrique 's Journey and journalist for LA times, has opened my eyes with Enrique 's Journey. Enrique is a young Honduran boy making his seventh attempt to America to reconnect with his mother after 11 years. Many unaccompanied children go on the same quest to America as Enrique to escape gang violence or to find a job to support their families. On this journey children ride on top of train cars, encounter gangs and corrupt officers, witnessed many acts of violence and death, and do their best to blend in and not get caught by officers who will deport them back from where they came. I learned immigration is frowned upon in the US and many agree with presidential candidate Donald Trump’s “build a wall” campaign to block out anyone coming in from Central America. I believe the majority of those who agree with his campaign only believe the stereotypes about immigrants. If those who supported Mr.Trump 's campaign knew the true struggles of immigrants lives and what sacrifices they made and the serious danger they put themselves in to get to America I strongly believe everyone

An adolescent man named Enrique makes the most astronomically immense decision of his life, he chooses either to stay with his mother in America or return to Honduras. For example, in the novel Enrique’s Journey it states , “ He tries to put the love he has always felt for Lourdes above resentment he has harbored all these years… He even begins to make plans to move from North Carolina to Florida. He does not want to live apart his mother anymore.” (Nazario 235).

Enrique’s Journey Reflection Paper For the gist of the book, I was indifferent to the journey that Enrique undertook to get to America. It was confusing why the book was chosen for a GEP class as it didn’t pertain to the college experience or provide insight on how to survive the first year. However, I quickly realized that it was the perfect book for a class full of freshman students. Enrique’s Journey was chosen for its ability to make students think outside of their bubble and view the world in another way.

The most glaring similarity between these two is that neither of the two sure-fire. In Enrique’s Journey, the path from Central America to the United States is ever changing. The journey’s success, for the most part, is based on luck. In fact, Enrique himself made eight attempts before he was able to reach the United States. According to a Department of Homeland Security 2016 report, a mere 46% of attempts illegally cross at border crossings are successful (Tribune). That is saying that there is a better a better chance of guessing a coin flip than managing to end up on the other side. This success rate even assumes immigrants make it to the final border crossing, whereas accounting for the amount of people stopped, captured, or killed along

Children in Honduras are many are motherless and fatherless, having no hope of spared life to a bright future; as they live in such poverty, have no choice to join a gang to be fed, looked over, doing absolutely anything to not be homeless on the streets, dead. Honduras is known as the most dangerous states in Central America in the world, so the only decision they have is to leave before any damage can happen to them. A fellow border crosser, Enrique, was an extremely poor, abandoned, damaged child with nothing but a dream to reunite with his mother who had left him to work and send money to him to have a healthy life, but that was never enough for him. He wanted to see her physically, wanting to feel loved and appreciated for once because everyone else he had back in Honduras had either left him or is completely contagious to turn Enrique to a soft child to a gang member.

“Throughout Latin America, even in traditional societies such as Mexico, divorce and separation are increasingly common” (Nazario 243) Even in Honduras the cases are outstandingly common. In Enrique's Journey by Sonia Nazario, Enrique ,the boy left behind,(appositive) gets separated from his mother at a very young age. He then goes on to journey to the United states to be reunited with his mother. He struggles with the hardship of not having his mother present and learning to do things without her. He starts to lose religious belief while he is on this rough journey.

As I looked out the window and saw barren dirt roads, no overflowing shopping centers or even a Wal-Mart, I began to question where my parents had brought me. We were in Presidio, TX, a small town on the border of the United States and Ojinaga, Mexico. I questioned how my grandparents, or even my dad could have lived in such an underdeveloped town for years. The visits to Presidio became somewhat constant and rather than staying weekends, I stayed months. I developed an appreciation for the town and I could now communicate with the community shouting “Buenos Dias!” to everyone I ran into on our morning walks to the local market. During one of my prolong stays my five year old sister developed a urinary tract infection. The infection could have

When he first greeted the people of the remote village in Honduras the villagers did not know how to respond to the young pale man from the United States. Life was not easy here, but it was all that the villagers knew. What they didn’t know was why this man was here. The village’s economy relied on the production of crops. Some seasons treated the villagers well but in few recent years they had been struggling to produce enough crops to support their people. This is where this 25 year old stocky man was supposed to help. The villagers did not want him here and they did not trust a lot of Americans, but he was their only hope.

But as we headed north, we see massive desert hills covered in shanty houses. We drove for about 10 miles, passing through Puente Piedra, Los Olivos, San Juan de Lurigancho and Comas, slums that house over one million people. While looking out on these people suffering from extreme poverty and hopelessness, I felt guilty for my life in America. The landscape transitioned from slum-filled hills into a desolate desert dunes. We drove on the highway for 5 hours without seeing any housing settlements. The extensive culture shock I experienced on this trip, in a place where I had very little familiarity, made the experience very uncomfortable. I saw things in Peru that I would never see in America. How could I have expected to see slums housing more than one million people? And if I knew that why would I have

Bolivia was not what I expected. I witnessed a divide between economic classes I had never seen before. If you had the most lavish house on the block, nobody would know. There were no flashy cars in the driveway, no landscaping, or the paved streets I was used to with lamp posts on every corner. When people saw me they simply stared, their eyes hinted skepticism telling me “Why are you here?” I began to question myself, the obvious being to volunteer at the orphanage I’ve been raising money all year for but I knew there was a more important purpose for this trip; to learn what it means to be resourceful and discover what I truly need in life.