I’ve often heard my friends remark that if they could change the way things worked out in terms of their legal status, they wouldn’t opt to change the course of their lives. They would remain undocumented. But, despite the resolute nature of their words, I understand that this is not a statement to be taken for granted and it is certainly worthy of analysis.
Undocumented students lead a tough life. In addition to being the children of first generation immigrants, undocumented students carry the burden of simultaneous belonging and annihilation. Unlike our parents, who fully understand their situation and are conscious of their place in American society, undocumented students struggle to tie the lose ends. It is when they learn of their legal status that they face the full force of disillusionment, made the more poignant by their inability to relate to their parents, friends or loved ones. The experience of undocumented students is exceptional in nature because our dreams are not shattered by an unknown force, but by the very country that nurtured our dreams and aspirations. The dreams of undocumented students, unlike those of our parents, are born in this country and held hostage by it.
This sense of being treated as an intruder in your own home is perhaps the biggest burden, but to that are also added the consequences. The inability to pursue an education, contribute to society, have a say in the ballot or lead a life where hard work, not luck or chance, makes the difference. For those reasons and many other that give a sense of urgency to our movement, the statements uttered by my friends are to be taken seriously.
But, in spite of the struggle, I think I can explain why the majority of us feel this way or at least why I do. The immigrant youth movement has not only been an active form of resistance, but also one fundamentally motivated by our desire to reclaim our identity. Having our identity as “Americans” questioned moves us to affirm it in everything that we do and that has been especially true in our fight for the passage of the DREAM Act. Whether or not our government recognizes our place in American society, we know that we belong precisely because we are fighting for dreams that are rooted in this soil. The identity of Americans, as our collective narrative would have it told, is inextricably linked to our role as active citizens. But, the reality is that most citizens recognized by the state are not active participants in our democracy. Whether that is an individual choice or perhaps an inevitable outcome of our system is another topic of discussion, but my point is that through the immigrant youth movement, we don’t just talk about democracy, we embody it. Through civic engagement and active resistance, we fight to uphold the values this country was founded on and become full-fledged citizens, regardless of whether “papers,” recognize us as such.
The fight for citizenship is not a fight to be recognized as Americans; The majority of DREAMers already regained that piece of identity. This is a fight for human rights. The fact of the matter is that citizenship, constructed and arbitrarily dealt with by the state, has been made compatible with the rights of human beings and that is what we disagree with. When we ask for a pathway to citizenship, we are not asking to be recognized as Americans; What we are asking for is the human dignity citizens are entitled to and DREAMers are not.



