So, this year I found there is a class offered about immigration. I decided to take it.
What has been interesting all long thus far has been the fact that often times I hear comments criminalizing my being. Other times I hear comments that I feel they are talking about me. It's an agonizing feeling.
Part of me wants to talk all the time because I feel like I want to make others think about immigration in other ways. But another part of me says that I am there to learn not to teach, so I should not be the one trying to teach anything to anyone. It's complicated.
Another part of me wants to leave this class.
Food for thought I guess.
The Honorable Puck Fawlenty
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You are so brave!! Keep up the good work! What school do you go to? I'd love to get in touch with you!
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