Not a bit of this is made up, friends. It's a Hallmark movie of the week, and it's in my classroom.
We are discussing The Constitution in Debate class right now. The kids are starting to watch the news and beginning to relate current events to our Constitution.
The other day, the topic of immigration came up. The camp was pretty divided among the group. All points of the spectrum were heard. After class, a girl pulled me aside.
I had already decided to love this girl, she has been asking a friend and I to start a Philosophy club at school and she is President of the Model UN. The kids really look up to her, but she hadn't been particularly outspoken about anything until immigration.
"I'm going to get very emotional when we talk about immigration, Ms. Educat."
"Well, you know it's my goal that we always speak respectfully. Tell me how you might be offended."
Her eyes shift around a bit and she sighs
"I'm illegal, Ms. Educat. I really want to be a citizen and as soon as my dad can be a citizen, I will be a legal alien. That's the first step."
"Help me out, I am afraid I might be kind of ignorant here. How hard is the process of gaining legal status?"
Her eyes get big and start to water
"It's hard, it's really been hard for us. We've been here ten years and it costs a lot of money, but my dad has a good lawyer and we're getting close. I hear my parents talking sometimes about how hard this process is and if it's worth it. We have more in America than we would in Mexico..."
I hold onto her hands and ask her if she thinks it's worth it.
"It is. That's what I want to say when I hear people talking about how we should all go home."
I promise aloud to her the chance to be heard and promise myself that I will learn more about immigration.
I feel like I can never know enough.