I sketched a memorial marker on the bus today because I see more and more of these populating the sides of roads each day. Please don’t text and drive. Though texting isn’t always the cause of accidents, it usually is. You can save your life and someone else’s by just waiting until you get to your destination to look at your phone. No text is worth a life.🚦
I came here by plane when I was two years old. I am now 21 and I’ve spent nineteen years in the United States. I know no other place as home but this, so it came to me as a shocker when I found out I was an Undocumented Immigrant. Everything clicked, little things that I didn’t understand like…
if u askin about my bra size u better be planning on takin ur ass down to Victoria’s Secret to buy me some nice bras
March 8 - International Working Women’s Day
Art by Favianna Rodriguez
I came here by plane when I was two years old. I am now 21 and I’ve spent nineteen years in the United States. I know no other place as home but this, so it came to me as a shocker when I found out I was an Undocumented Immigrant. Everything clicked, little things that I didn’t understand like Junior year of high school when all of my friends were applying for licenses I was told that I couldn’t or when we would take the Fcat everyone had a Social Security number but I had to use my student number because I didn’t have one. My world was turned upside down and I started to research and look up articles and videos of kids that were just like me to see if I could do anything to “fix” myself. So much hate, criminal was something that came up the most. I’m considered a criminal because of lack of documentation. Some people want to kill me, others want to beat me until I go back to my country. Comment after comment, I spent my time trying to convince people that we are not criminals but even when I had seemed to have won the argument, it went back to racist comments. I felt like giving up because it seemed like no matter what I would not amount to anything because I risked getting deported. Until, the Deferred Action For Childhood Arrivals (D.A.C.A) was made and it lifted my spirits, it was extremely expensive but worth not getting deported. I was able to get a great job, I went to school and I studied Makeup Artistry which I’m extremely passionate about. My life right now is good and I’m working really hard to make it better but..My D.A.C.A has to be renewed every two years and my expiration date is almost up. I’ve been hearing rumors that the House wants to take it away from us and deport us which is really making me have an anxiety attack whenever I think about that being a possibility. Why are people like me hated so much that they want us ripped from this land and thrown into one we don’t know as home? I’ve lived here for most of my life, I’ve recited the Pledge of Allegiance with the hand on my heart all through out school, I know probably more American history than your average American. I can read, write, speak English better than the Anti-immigrant protesters at Murrieta Border who held up misspelled signs. I’m your neighbor, your childs best friend, your teacher, your sons love… What’s it going to take for you to see me as an American? As a human?
"Undocumented immigrants; They’re not going to invade our homes and rape our women. They’re not going to put fire to our crops and sell us to slavery. It’s funny how the people who’s immigrant ancestors were guilty of committing these crimes are able to control who comes into this land and who has to leave it.”
Rain, shine, snow…the hustle never stops for my raza. 💙 #tamales #champurrado #mexicans #chicago #pilsen #winter