Why “Accepting our Differences” No Longer Works for Me
My personal view on the current political scenario as a naturalized US citizen.
I first came to the United States in June of 2008. I had left Brazil, my home for the past twenty-six years, with two hundred dollars in my pocket and one suitcase full of dreams. I had come to work as an au pair through an exchange program. It was a must-need experience for me because I was an English teacher in Brazil, and the whole “living abroad” experience would supposedly open doors for me professionally.
I was young. I spoke three languages. The future looked bright and promising for a passionate and young immigrant in America. I didn’t know how long I would stay, but of one thing I was certain: I had loved the United States with all my heart from the moment I stepped on its soil.
I was embraced in this country and treated as if I had been born here. Americans were curious to hear my story. They wanted me to tell them about my life, my dreams. I made friends right away, from all over the world. America was a loving and accepting place.
2008 was a difficult year for Americans, for the world. The global financial crisis hit every home and family — many lost their jobs, and even the ones who didn’t were still fearful. It was a year full of…
