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Workshop 01
10/16/2017
Anyela medina
Workshop I
Essay I
Election Day
When I came home and everyone on my family was reunited like never before not even for christmas party, it was a shock day for me. Unfortunately I am not the kind of girl who watch TV or news at all. Hence I have no idea that this day was election day. I remember my uncle preparing his suitcase ready to leave the country. My grandma crying and praying at the same time. My mom making popcorn to watch the election like a movie. It was a complete weird time. It was the time that Trump was elected.
It was 6 am in the morning and everything looks normal, I had regular classes as always. I remember my classmates discussing about if Trump or Hillary should be elected. Given some pro and contra ideas of each candidate and why they should be elected. But they have been with this discussion since they were in campaign, so I did not find nothing special about it. Except that it was more intense. I get out from school around at 8pm, It usually take about an hour and a half to get home. While I was on my way, I realize more people wear using T-shirt and things about Trump. I thought people were just being too crazy.
I live in Corona, Queens a latino community and I will dare to say that almost 100% of Latino hates Trump. I know there are some exceptions about it and I can not imagine what is going on those people’s mind. Almost every single family have a connection with an illegal person, either family member, friends, co-worker and so. Even though I was not sure what was going on I could sense people’s face, and actitud. It feels like my travel home everyone was acting in a slow motion.
When I open my home's door it felt like a suspense movie had started. Seeing my family in such a terrific scene makes me realize how “the outside world” as I used to said was as important as my own world. How decisions from these people that I don't even know can influence so much on me. Maybe not directly on me, but on my family’s life which is my life. I have always think that life is too short to worry about things that you can not even change. I thought that just doing good to everyone around you and help as many people as you can was enough to be ok. I feel so frustrated when I watch the news because they always have bad news and I can not do nothing about it. Like the other day; I saw on the news a senior man getting hit by a black man from out of the blue.
Even though I am not a racist person this kind of news destroy my mind. Now every time I am on the street and I see a weird black guy next to me I do not feel that safe. I remember the first two or three months that Trump was elected, he was spelling out so much racism to latin people and even call them “ Aliens”. This goes to people’s minds and knowing where it comes from just get them the feeling that they have the right to be aggressive with them. There were so many videos on the media about white people being aggressive with latin people and using the word “go back where you belong”. Still do not understand because as far as I know this country is build up with 100% immigrants.
Unfortunately my uncle Kebler and his wife Kenia are undocumented. They have been in this country approximately 20 years ago and have two beautiful children.ed That night I could see how their face freak out. I could see their pale faces, their nervous hands. And their watery eyes. I could not imagine what was going in their minds, but their expression say it all. Just to imagine that their kids have to leave without their parents for the rest of their life at age 7 and 3 years old kill my mind. This will change my cousins life not just 180 but 360.
This was my president election day looks like, like a completely movie on it's more suspense part. The moment where your life divide in 2. The moment that you finally decide to get in a protest to fight for your family's right. This was the most significant historical day in my life.