"Learn how to speak properly!" People would often tell me. "If you gon' come into our country and steal our jobs and bring in crime, the least you can do is learn our language. In this country, we speak English."
Pretty harsh, right?
They make you feel inferior.
They take your voice...your power.
They know you're vulnerable and take advantage of how fragile you are.
"Get off my lawn!" My neighbor would tell my cousins and me whenever we'd step two feet into his property to grab our ball. "Else I'm gonna have you pay your mother a visit."
That last sentence was directed at me.
To Be Continued...
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I AM NOT ALIEN
General FictionThe border doesn't frighten Soledad. What frightens her is what stands on the other side. The politics of it all... Mass media... Her community... She despises the word "alien" though it's what she is considered to be. An immigrant. An immigrant...
