Tuesday, October 30, 2007

why do people immigrate?

Honestly, why?

I've been told it was for many reasons, be it fleeing famine (such as the Irish during their potato blight) or trying to "live the American dream." It could be like the case of Maya and Alejandro from the popular TV series Heroes- they need to seek medical attention.

It’s hard to look at this as an American, living in America, heck, never having been outside of the country except through my television set (thanks for another whopper of a question, Kay!). From what I hear, from what I see, from what I read, from what I know of the world, it’s pretty great over here.
Really great.
So great, people would be willing to give up their past lives, be willing to uproot from their birthplace, from the land of their fathers and their father’s fathers just to have a chance at all of this wonder, this opportunity, this freely-given potential.

It may be out on a tangent, but in most other countries, education is not provided for by the government. I wish I could say it breaks my heart to see some, if any, of my classmates not realize the chance they’ve been given and to take this “boring school thing” for granted, but all it does is irritate me.
The man who taught me how to play ‘cello used to get upset and lecture people who bummed about like that; called it the “American Brat Syndrome.” Boy, could he go at it, too- the worst part of it was the utter truth to it. How we’re lucky to be in America, and how the kids he once taught in Nepal (I believe he was in the Conservation Corps) had barely anything, how they ate up the chance to learn like it was ambrosia. All of it would have started, of course, when someone didn’t practice when they should have, or no one was bothering to take the instruments home…

Saturday, October 20, 2007

A Little Difficult, Actually...

There's a giant fence in southern California, which makes up the US/Mexico border. Seriously. That thick black line on the maps isn't lying to you, my friends. The fence divides TJ (which I can see from my backyard) and California. I've never been to TJ- ever. Not even for a short jaunt. This makes it a bit difficult for me to do my humanities homework, "Why are things different when you cross the U.S.-Mexico border?"

I would think the first difference would be the language. The official language of the USA is English, while people in Mexico speak Spanish. Mexico was once a Spanish colony, while the US started out as an English colony, so the colonists each brought their own country's language with them.

Money would be different to, I suppose. The American government and the Mexican government are two separate entities; therefore they have different standards for currency than one another.

Culture can act as a wall, too. The culture of the US is different than that of Mexico, meaning that (overall) we eat different food, wear different clothes, tell different folktales, create different art, sing different songs. Culture is a huge makeup of any individual, and trying to understand someone else’s can cause a huge divide, be it from being incapable of seeing eye to eye or not believing it worth while to.

Dunno. I have heard of all sorts of differences from people in class who have been across the border, but I haven't, making this a little difficult, actually...

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Tadaa!

Well...
I made a blog.
I'll add more later...