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The Fifth Dream: Bullets and Deserts and Borders

The Fifth Dream: Bullets and Deserts and Borders

by Benjamin Alire Sáenz

A man is walking toward me.
He is alone.
He has been walking through the desert.
He has been walking for days.
He has been walking for years.
His lips are dry
and cracking
like a piece of spent soil.
I can see his open wounds.
His eyes are dark
as a Tanzanian night.

He discovers I have been watching
though he has long ceased to care
what others see. I ask him
his name, ask him what
has brought him here, ask
him to name
his angers and his loves.
He opens his mouth
to speak—
but just as his words hit
the air, a bullet
pierces his heart.

I do not know
the country
of this man’s birth. I only know
that he is from
the desert. He has the worn
look of despair
that only rainless days can give.
That is all I know.
He might have been born
in Jerusalem. He might have been
born in Egypt. He might
have been the direct descendant
of a pharaoh. His name
might have been Ptolemy.
His name might have been
Moses. Or Jesus.
Or Muhammad.
He might have been a prophet.
He might have been a common thief.
He might have been a terrorist
or he might have been just
another man destined
to be worn down
by the ceaseless, callous storms.
He might have come
from a country called Afghanistan.
He might have been from Mexico.

He might have been
looking for a well.
His dreams were made of water.
His lips touching
water—yes—
that is what he was dreaming.

I can still hear the sound of the bullet.

*

The man reappears.
It does not matter
that I do not want him
in my dreams. He is
searching through the rubble
of what was once his house.
There are no tears on his
face. His lips still yearn
for water.

*

I wake. I begin to believe
that the man has escaped
from Auschwitz. Perhaps he sinned
against the Nazis or because
he was a collaborator or because
he was Jewish
or because he loved another man.
He has come
to the desert looking
for a place he can call home.
I fall asleep trying
to give the man a name.

*

The man is now
walking toward a city
that is no longer there.

*

I am the man.
I see clearly. I am
awake now.
It is me. It has taken me
a long time to know this.
I am a Palestinian.
I am an Israeli.
I am a Mexican.
I am an American.
I am a busboy in a tall building
that is about to collapse.
I am attending a Seder and I am
tasting my last bitter
herb. I am a boy who has learned
all his prayers. I am bowing
toward Mecca in a house
whose roof will soon collapse
on my small frame.
I am a servant. I shine shoes
and wash the feet
of the rich. I am an illegal.
I am a Mexican who hates all Americans.
I am an American who hates all Mexicans.
I am a Palestinian who hates all Israelis.
I am an Israeli who hates all Palestinians.
I am a Palestinian Jew who hates himself.

I am dying of all this knowledge.
I am dying of thirst.
I am a river that will never know water again.
I am becoming dust.

*

I am walking toward my home.
Mexico City? Washington?
Mecca? Jerusalem?
I don’t know. I don’t know.

*

I am walking in the desert.

I see that I am reaching a border.
A bullet is piercing my heart.

Tam and Cynthia: One Year Later

Cross-posted from DreamActivist.org
Guest post by Professor Kent Wong. Speech delivered at commemoration event in southern California. Enjoy.


One Year Commemoration for Tam and Cinthya

May 15, 2011

One year ago today, we lost two extraordinary young women.  Tam and Cinthya were to each of us gathered today our daughters, sisters, friends, students, scholars, activists, leaders, and Dreamers.  Tam and Cinthya were also best friends, kindred spirits, and soul mates.  We will always remember them as “Tam and Cinthya,” inextricably linked forever.  And in their short lives, they touched thousands of people, and their legacy will influence millions of people throughout the country.

How did it come to pass that these two extraordinary women became best of friends?  One was Vietnamese, born in Germany, brought to this country at the age of 6 and raised in Orange County.  One was born in Mexico, brought to this country at the age of 14, and raised in East Los Angeles.  Both ended up at UCLA as part of a new generation of exceptional undocumented immigrant students.  Both were victims of a broken immigration system that punished them for something over which they had absolutely no control, where they were born.  But Tam and Cinthya refused to be victims.  They were fearless, and led their lives with had courage and determination.

I only learned to appreciate the source of Tam and Cinthya’s strength after spending time with their families.  Tam and Cinthya often spoke of their mothers, who are in their own right courageous and amazing women, and their mothers played a crucial role in raising them to be strong and compassionate individuals.  I see so much of Tam in her mother, and I see so much of Cinthya in her mother.    And I am so honored that both families are with us here today.

Tam and Cinthya were both the first born in their families, and they both played an important role in nurturing and supporting their siblings.  From an early age, they were challenged to take on many responsibilities to look after their families, and caring for others became a way of life.

Cinthya was a founder of IDEAS, the UCLA undocumented student organization that has emerged as one of the most important forces in the country to mobilize for the rights of immigrant youth.   She built a family and a community at IDEAS, and was one of the very first in the country to truly embody the slogan, “Undocumented and Unafraid.”  For Cinthya knew that she had nothing to be ashamed of, and that it is the leaders of the U.S. government who should be ashamed for lacking the political resolve to fix the crisis facing our immigrant youth.

Tam was not only a brilliant student, but a talented film maker, whose documentaries captured the stories of undocumented students and put a human face on the debate around immigrant rights.  After graduating from UCLA, she served as an intern right here at the UCLA Downtown Labor Center for one year, a period when she and Susan Melgarejo for the first time had the opportunity to organize full time, and both developed into amazing leaders.  For many years, their lives involved going to school full time, working in the underground economy, and organizing in their precious few hours of free time.  But for the first time, their days were spent with us bringing to focus the power of immigrant student leaders who could change their own lives and define their own destinies.

During that year, Tam courageously testified before Congress on the Dream Act in 2007.  A few days later, her parents and brother were picked up by immigration authorities and taken into detention.  Tam herself went into hiding, because she was afraid that they were after her.  But Tam built a national campaign to free her family, and she succeeded in securing their release.

Cinthya and Tam were also both pioneers in their decision to go to graduate school.   Cinthya attended the Columbia University School of Public Health, and Tam entered a PhD program in American Civilization at Brown University.  It was unheard of for undocumented students to go to graduate school, let alone prestigious Ivy League colleges.  But Cinthya and Tam were fearless, and without friends or family, they built a new life and a new community in New York and Rhode Island.  And fortunately, they always had each other.

In February of last year, I invited Tam to New York to speak at a Ford Foundation conference on higher education, where she presented her films and was one of the most compelling speakers at the conference.  Afterwards, Tam and I got together with Cinthya.  We met her professors, her classmates, and saw how she had made New York her city.   The three of us went out to Cinthya’s favorite rib joint, and these two young women demolished everything in sight:  pork ribs, beef ribs, chicken, potatoes, coleslaw, and corn bread.  There were no leftovers.  They were having such a good time, and enjoying life to the fullest.  They were talking about summer plans, new adventures, new places to explore and people to meet.  And I thought back then how lucky they were to have each other:   lifelong friends who truly understood one another, who would do anything for each other and were always there to back each other up.

Although the loss of Cinthya and Tam is still very fresh, and still very painful, we gather today to celebrate their lives, and to celebrate their lasting legacy.

We celebrate the organization Cinthya and Tam helped to launch, IDEAS, that is still at the forefront of the immigrant youth movement, and has inspired dozens of other similar student organizations across the country.

We celebrate the formation of Graduates Reaching a Dream Deferred, GRADD, which is carrying on the tradition led by Cinthya and Tam to encourage and support undocumented students entering graduate school.

We celebrate the art exhibit at the Los Angeles Chinese American Museum put together by Tim Jieh and Steve Wong that had a special room honoring the memory of Tam and Cinthya.  We celebrate the play on Tam’s life presented by the Vietnamese Student Union and attended by 1400 people in January 2011.

We celebrate the launch of Dream Summer, which will provide immigrant students throughout the country internship opportunities like the one Tam helped to set up right here at the Labor Center.

We celebrate the passage of the California Dream Act which both Cinthya and Tam actively supported, which we hope will be signed into law this summer.

We celebrate our new publication, “Undocumented and Unafraid:  Tam Tran, Cinthya Felix, and the Immigrant Youth Movement” which will be published this summer and will let people throughout the country know about Tam and Cinthya’s life and legacy.

I will be eternally grateful for the opportunity to have known Tam and Cinthya, to have them as my students, but also as my friends.  And I will carry both of them in my heart as we continue to finish the work that they left behind, and as we continue to build a community and society that nurtures and supports humanity, compassion, and love that Tam and Cinthya embodied throughout their lives.

Tam and Cynthia

The Dream Of A Dreamer

Jose Luis Coming Out

I hope you are all in high spirits and surrounded by your loved ones.

As you may know, for years I have stood up for the rights of immigrant youth, especially those who like myself are undocumented (Dreamers). I know first hand how difficult it is to brake the chains of oppression especially when opportunities of an education are not the same for all.

Today May, 17 I will turn 31 years old. Everything that I’ve accomplished is thanks to the support of my family members and youth who have inspired me to continue with my education and leadership. From a 10 day Hunger Strike to a 250 mile Walk from NY to DC I have stood up for our right to an education regardless of our immigration status. I believe in the power of youth. Unfortunately, not all Dreamers have the privilege to continue on to college because we can’t afford it.

“I brought you here for a better education, future and life” are the words my parents always say and these are the same words I tell young people. Our parents sacrificed it all for us and it’s just right to continue our education for them. However, how can our young people go to college when the opportunities are not the same for all?

Today as Jose Luis the human being, who has stood up along side with the most amazing leaders, I want to ask if you could PLEASE make my birthday wish come true!! What’s my birthday wish?? My wish is for more undocumented youth to go on to college and not have to put their dreams aside because they lack the funds. I want you to make education a possibility in someone’s life by donating $10, $20, $100 or more to the New York State Youth Leadership Council’s scholarship fund.

Colleagues, comrades, friends, Dreamers and allies it is time to support our youth, please make a donation.
Compañeros, camaradas, amigos, amigas, Soñadores, aliados es tiempo de apoyar a nuestros Jovenes, porfavor haga una donacion.

With a hug full of Humanity.. Thanks for your contribution,
Con un abrazo de humanidad.. Gracias por su Contribucion,
Jose Luis

Help the Dream of a Dreamer come True. Copy, paste and donate.
https://org2.democracyinaction.org/o/5713/donate_page/donate

Trail of Dreams NY: Meet The Walkers

Jose Luis was born in a small town in the city of Puebla Mexico in the 80’s and was brought to the U.S at the age of 11 where he entered the 6th grade in New York. When he started high school he did not know of the barriers coming ahead, due to the lack of immigration status in the country, He realized that he would have to strive even harder to achieve his academic goals. It wasn’t easy for him when it came to applying to college, being the first person in his family to enroll in college and not having the right mentor to guide him. Despite of all the barriers he confronted, he still plans to attend LaGuardia Community College and one day obtain a bachelors degree and hopefully a masters in Mental Heath. He hopes to become a counselor at a junior high or high school where he can help young people that face similar struggles like him. He is now a role model for his siblings who he always talks to about the importance of an education and going to college, but also the importance of being active in their community and helping other’s achieve their goals.

As a young person Jose Luis always wanted to help other’s specially those in his situation and at the age of 24 along with friends who, he met along his struggle founded The New York State Youth Leadership Council (NYSYLC) where he ran numerous workshops about access to higher education and the Dream act. Currently Jose Luis volunteers part of his time in the financial side and leadership development of the NYSYL. He also teaches ESL classes at The New Immigrant Community Empowerment, and he’s always in the look out for helping his community and protecting the rights of young people and workers as well.

“I am walking to DC to demand the passage of the Dream act! As a responsible individual I believe that no more undocumented students should go through the barriers and difficulties I have faced. I will not give up till this legislation is passed, I will not let one more generation put their dreams on hold just because of a broken immigration system that does not address immigrant youth status. ”

Marisol Ramos was born and raised in the South Bronx to undocumented Mexican immigrant parents. Growing up she became aware of the inequities undocumented immigrants faced through her own families experience of exploitation and fear of deportation. Her commitment to fighting for social justice has translated throughout her work as an immigrant rights organizer.

Marisol is a co-founder of the New York State Youth Leadership Council (NYSYLC) and founding board member of the national United We Dream Network. During the day, Marisol works as a Program Associate at the New World Foundation. Marisol obtained a B.A from Hunter College-CUNY double majoring in English Literature and Criticism and Women Studies with honors.

Marisol is walking with the Trail of Dreams NY in honor of her family and friends who are affected by a broken immigration system.


Gabriel Martinez:
I was born on January 10, 1983 in a nation-state located in the Americas and arrived to New York City at the age of eleven. I completed elementary school, junior high school, high school, an Associate’s in Applied Science in Electromechanical Engineering Technology from New York College of Technology and Bachelor of Arts in International Criminal Justice (ICJ) from John Jay College of Criminal Justice.

When my mother brought me to the United States without inspection, her dream was to work hard build a decent house, save money to install a business in Molcaxac, a small town which in 1994 my mother, sister and I called home. This dream in not any different from any of the 15 millions of people seeking opportunities and better standards of living in the United States. As time passed my mother’s dream were replaced by my dreams. My dream back in 2001, was to create something that would benefit society, when I was to studying engineering

My dream to do research and contribute to society was killed. When I realized that I was one of the thousands or maybe a few millions of youth, young adults and adults who in their last year of high school learned that not all men and women are created equal. Even though, The Declaration of Independence states that “… We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”

I learned about The Development, Relief and Education for Alien Minors Act, best known as DREAM Act in 2001, this bill was like walking in to a garden in spring or an oasis in the middle of the desert. This bill since then has been my liberation and pursuit of happiness.

I am walking to Washington D.C on the Trail of Dreams because through time I have understood the true meaning of the Declaration of Independence and United States Constitution. These documents tell to people to fight for what is right. The documents that hold this nation-state together was engineered to provide opportunities and changes over time as long as people are willing to fight for it. Walking to Washington D.C means winning one more battle to convert the Dream Act bill into law.”

Martin Lopez was born in Southern California to Mexican undocumented immigrant parents. He moved to New York City in 2005 to attend college. His first experience organizing around immigrant rights issues was when the Sensenbrenner Bill (HR. 4437), which sought to criminalize undocumented immigrants and their families, came up in Congress. He helped found Lucha, a student group at Columbia University which deals with issues that affect working class people – lack of access to education, health care reform, wage disparity, exploitation and sexual harassment in the work place. He is currently the Youth Organizer for the New York State Youth Leadership Council.

Daniela Hidalgo came to the United States when she was 14 years old. She completed her high school education when she was 16 years old, yet as many dreamers, she faced difficulties to attend college. Thanks to her parents’ financial support and small scholarships provided by private organizations, she was able to make her way through college. She obtained her Bachelor’s degree in Business Administration from Baruch College/CUNY in 2007. However, after graduation, her options continue to be limited. Unable to pursue her dream job, travel around, visit her family back in her native country, Ecuador, she is stuck in the limbo along with thousands of other DREAMers. In 2007, Daniela joined the NYS Youth Leadership Council, where she found a haven from the frustration and disappointment that our lack of legal status creates. Her commitment to the organization and the DREAM movement has been increasing since then. Daniela walks because she believes in the talents, strength and willpower of DREAM youth.

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