Whenever someone comes from another country, I always wonder if they are legal or not. When I was in elementary many of my classmates would ask me that, if I was legal or not. I remember being in fifth grade and a group of kids came up to me, while I was minding my own business and they were asking me, “Hey, are you legal or illegal??”. I would say I was legal because we had lived here, in America, since I was 2. My parents never brought up anything about being documented or anything. I had no idea someone could be illegal, so I never asked my parents about it. Like me, there are other kids who get asked this question and they assume they are legal. Some families don’t like talking about this because they fear that if someone hears them they might get called on and get deported. Families who have lived in America for such a long time, that they consider America their home rather than the country they were born in should not feel scared that they might get deported because this is their home now, not the other country. There are not many ways to get documented and I don’t know why because families should an opportunity to become documented after being here so long.
In 2006 my parents had sat my younger brother and I down to talk to us. They looked so serious, my mother was crying and I was scared. They told us they were going to get a divorce. I didn’t understand why because they were happy together and they still loved each other, they even told us that while they were
cultures, has a profound effect to level of stress an immigrant experiences in their new surroundings. These pressures become more and more apparent as an immigrant rises through the educational system.
Over 15 million immigrants reside in the United States illegally, of which 65.9 percent of those are high school graduates that wish to chase their dreams and go to college. No one should ever question furthering their education or to stop it simply because of their legal status. The United States government is acting unfairly upon the issue of whether Illegal immigrants should be allowed to obtain in-state tuition or not. Illegal Immigrants that are dedicated towards their education should be allowed to an education regardless of what their color, race, or sex is. Large numbers of immigrants are pursuing fields that can greatly stimulate the economy of this country, many of them were brought illegally to the united states by their
The national debate of whether or not illegal immigrants should be able to obtain driver 's licenses is not an easy issue to resolve. Two different sides have strong, valid points that adequately support their claims. So prior to making any rational decisions, both viewpoints should be closely observed. After a lot of research and deep thinking, I have decided that I am against the notion of illegal immigrants being granted the right of having a driver 's license. To be clear, I respect the illegal immigrants who work hard for a living in America, but I still do not agree with them driving illegally just because they feel entitled to having driver 's licenses.
“Are you mexican?” “Are your parents in America illegally?” I remember being asked these two questions multiple times throughout my childhood, and as many times as I told the kids in my math class that my parents were legal citizens of the United states, it was still a daily battle of telling these kids that my family was from El Salvador and “No, that doesn't mean I’m Mexican.”
The amount of illegal immigrants in the United States workforce is quickly decreasing the amount of Americans working today. With the large amounts of illegal immigrants coming into the United States we are losing a great deal of jobs. Now with the permits that are being supported from the higher ups in the United States Government illegal immigrants are now able to challenge the uneducated and the United States teens for jobs, but not the rich and wealthy. With all that being said we should not allow people from other countries to immigrate into ours.
The Topic of Immigration is certainly a complex and touchy subject. Moreover, that of Illegal Immigration is vehemently controversial. However, when it comes to exercising judgment on the subject and formulating a stance there are de facto only two approaches: a sentimental optimistic approach or a business like realistic approach. According to an article by Immigration specialist Charles Hirschman the general optimistic assertion is that Immigration be it legal or illegal strengthens American society and promotes diversity and liberty. An admirable sentiment that is, indeed, but as much as the realm of hippy sentiment is admirable it is also theoretical and simply unrealistic. Realistically speaking, there is no such setting in which unauthorized immigration should be acceptable by the invaded society and viewed as a strength, certainly not here in the U.S nor in any other global sovereignty. Illegal Immigration is a seductive thorn on the side of America which ought to be combatted. It falls within the realm of malicious enterprises, not unlike human trafficking or squatter crusades, which places a burden on the economy of the general population, disrupts the current ethnic coexistence, and results in an overcrowded society.
“I don't mind having a big beautiful door in a wall so that people can come into this country legally”- Donald Trump. America should end Illegal immigration because of the economics burden, it leads to crime, and to prevent Terrorism. Immigration has been a major issue in the United States and in the world, illegal immigration has come into a big debate recently. Immigration is defined as coming from one country to live in another country permanently.
It was only a matter of time until my parents weren’t parents any more.As we were leaving the house all I could think about was where are we going and for what reason are we leaving the house for.Before all of this we(my brother named Kenny Curtis(KC) and myself named Kyle) were instructed to grab a bunch of clothes and get in the car.I never actually realized what was happening until we started living at my mother’s friend's house.I realized that my parents were in a divorce.It stunned me for a while, but eventually I figured out that it is ok and most people get into a divorce.
Throughout 2013 my mom and dad just couldn't seem to get along. I knew everyday when my father would get home from work; it was about to be World War III. Their relationship became more and more toxic. My dad, who I once loved and adored, became someone I didn't even know anymore.
Three years ago, my parents decided it would be best if they split up. My brothers and I didn’t understand, and we didn’t agree. We were hurt, and everything seemed to be crumbling down around us. It was an extremely emotional time for all of us, and it was then that I realized who was really there for me. My family, my friends, and faith in God is what really helped my through the hard times of my parents’ divorce.
Thinking back, my parents never really talked as much as I remembered. They would say hi and bye, but that is about it. I never heard, “How was your day?” It is always just a glance at each other and walk away. I never noticed this until I heard the word—divorce. It all came to my mind after hearing that one simple word. For the next couple of days, I tried listening to my parents conversations and watched how they acted around each other. It was very different from how they act around us. They never looked happy. I had a terrible feeling that divorce was coming soon.
My life has been and continue to be nothing but a series of amazing and interesting stories, filled with ups and down as any other normal person experience. What is more special about me is the fact that I have been very instrumental in the remarriage process of my parents who were divorced when I was only nine. Five years later when I turn 14 years I realized that I cannot continue to stay in a single parents house whole under the custody of my father and his mother (my grandmother). Because in a traditional African society, a divorced wife is usually sent back home to her biological parents where she belong. Usually children remain home with their father because that is where they belong, unless they are very young like new born within the age of one month old to 5 years old. I may not know nor was I curious enough to understand the reason behind my parents divorced but I do know this that they still love each other during divorce period due to the conversations I had with both during divorce period. I will often go tell my mother sweet things about my father and will vice versa to my mom and eventually to my surprise and credit, my grandmother just informed me one morning that my mother is scheduled to be back home soon. I could not believe what she was saying. I asked what? She said because she and my father have both realized their mistakes, embraces their differences, apologized to each other and realized that the life and the children they had together and the
In 2008, I was only ten years old when my parents had finally become official U.S. citizens. Even though I did not understand the magnitude of the transition from being an immigrant to a United States citizen at the time, I could tell by how my family reacted when my parents passed that becoming a citizen was a big deal. Since my parents migrated to the United States as authorized immigrants, they were eligible to take the U.S. citizenship test after some years of residency, but if they were unauthorized immigrants, the likely scenario is that my parents would still be unauthorized today, possibly even deported out of the country, and that is the reality for millions of unauthorized immigrants in the United States, specifically an estimated eleven million unauthorized immigrants according to the United States Department of Homeland Security. With so many lives occupying the population of the U.S., it thus begs the question of whether unauthorized immigrants should be allowed in the process of becoming a citizen of the United States. Even though that question may seem answerable with a mere yes or no, the reality of the situation is that there have been millions of unauthorized immigrants residing in the United States for decades and that population has yet to stop growing, making any simple solution of granting citizenship to all or deportation to all impossible.
Devastated, I ran to my room gushing my eyes out. All these emotions going through my head of how my life would be without my parents in the same room or even house. From what I remember it all started about mid-June, the weeks before that were crucial. My parents would always argue over how to deal with a situation between me and my brother, Skyler. They hardly spoke to one another, but when they did they would just start bickering. I remember, one night after dinner they both went into ''their'' room with the door locked yelling at one another. Skyler and I didn’t know what to do, so we went downstairs and tried to figure out what was going to happen. With a scared tone I asked if mom and dad were going to get a divorce?" He answered back '' No, they love each other, they wouldn’t do that to us." That following night, was a school night everything was quiet except for my crying. I couldn’t sleep; all I was thinking about how it's going to affect my family.
My mom and my father weren’t having a good relation. One day of October of 2001