i am thankful that i have the opportunity to dream big, to be anything i want to be, and i thank my parents for this. they sacrificed the comfortable and the familiar for my sisters and me to enjoy this freedom.
tonight, we watched entre nos, a film about an immigrant mother’s struggle to provide for her two children in their first summer in America. it broke my heart to see her daily fight to feed her family, her son’s need for a father who abandoned them, and her daughter’s nativity in the urgency of their circumstances. but despite all the hardships they went through, there was hope – strangers you would normally be wary of helped them, family and love prevailed above all else. it didn’t put the government in a bad light nor did it concentrate on their documentation status because that didn’t matter. what mattered was their struggle to keep their head barely above the surface. the film didn’t aim to reach its audience from a rational, justice standpoint but an emotional one. the film writer/main actress/producer/director (who we got to meet!) wanted us to connect with the characters as humans.
immigrants don’t desire to take anything away from us; they have things to offer. for example, jose vargas is a well-established journalist who worked for the washington post and new york times, produced a documentary, won the pulitzer prize. but jose is an undocumented immigrant. what do we do with those who has contributed, is contributing, and will continue to contribute to society but don’t possess the proper documents? does that not make them an essential part of american society? does that make them less american than me and you, who may or may not have contributed anything at all? jose has broken thousands of laws, risks being deported at any moment by admitting his illegal status, but he is standing up for him and other children who are here illegally because their parents decided their fate for them. because their parents want their children to dream big as well.
This is what the LORD says: Do what is just and right.
Rescue from the hand of the oppressor the one who has been robbed.
Do no wrong or violence to the foreigner,
the fatherless or the widow, and do not shed innocent blood in this place.