BElieve in YOURSELF

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In light of the great Martin Luther King, Jr. and his revolutionary humanitarian efforts, I would like to take a time to pause and see how much we have advanced as a race since the Civil Rights movement. I would like to invite and ask yourself, “Who am I?”

I love to consider myself Mexican-American. I love my Mexican heritage, color, culture, norms, people. And I love the comforts of living in the United States.

At the same time though, I can’t truly relate with Mexican natives because we lived and live two completely different lifestyles. To them, I’m a gringo…a privileged folk who has it easy, who got lucky.

Well, maybe I can relate better with the White “American” people. Oh, wait…what? I’m just a beaner, wetback, border-hopper? I’m only supposed to amount to cutting grass and working in the fields? That’s all I’m good for? I see.

I’m not from here, I’m not from there. “Mexican” is not even considered a race/ethnicity in America, but when it’s valuable to the rich man…”yes, he’s one of us.” How can we turn a blind eye to this and other issues of the world? How can we pretend this atrocity is not happening and be happy? Why are we NOT given the choice to nurture our roots, but instead have an agenda constantly pushed on us…but instead made fun of in the media? How can we allow our heritage to slowly erode…especially while we are still being discriminated against? I don’t understand. Maybe I never will.

Freedom for all or freedom for no one.

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