I Love Immigrants, Part 2


The more you can increase fear of drugs and crime, welfare mothers, immigrants and aliens, the more you control ALL people.”
Noam Chompsky

At one time in my life, when I was in my twenties, I was an immigrant for almost 8 years in a European country.
As an immigrant, usually you must learn a foreign language. When I was first learning the new language, I found I suffered from headaches. Another American friend who lived in the same country for a few years said she had had headaches, too. Even if you learn that language before you go to the country, it is challenging living in that language daily. When you learn a foreign language, you can usually understand more than you can speak, particularly if the language does not have consistent pronunciation (English does NOT have consistent pronunciation).

For me, I felt more at home once I could speak their language more fluently than many people and the shop keepers could speak English back to me. I still had an accent, but at least I did not get pegged as being an American. (When I was living in this country, the USA was involved with the Viet Nam War. At that time, the Canadian tourists used to wear Canadian Flags on their backpacks, so that they would not be mistaken to be Americans).

Another big challenge for an immigrant is to try to understand the culture you are living in. It is good to have some friends from that culture. I also had friends who were immigrants, mostly from the former Czechoslovakia. If you only have American friends, then you will never truly never get the feel for, nor the understanding about the people where you are living. It also takes a lot of observing people and when and how they do things. Every culture has slightly different ways of doing things, and even how they see time. The country where I was living, the people tended to be punctual.

However, one challenge, I did not have in my twenties was that I did not work in this country; I was a student. When I lived there again for about 8 months in 2000, I did work, but I was still quite fluent in the language, and I taught English- as- a Foreign Language in an English Language School to people from that country. I already had some understanding of the culture, too. In neither case was I an economic immigrant (in other wards, I was not financially strapped or stressed), nor was I a refugee, fleeing for my life.

I only have an inkling how immigrants who come to the USA feel. However, I DO understand that feeling of feeling like the “other”. I was living in a country where part of it was somewhat xenophobic and nationalistic. Also there was very little diversity in that country. However, I NEVER had to suffer from horrible stereotyping, nor racism, nor vilifying of my faith, nor outright hatred, nor great anxiety which I am sure many of our newer immigrants in the USA have experienced a lot lately, and particularly within the last week or two.

It takes people who are courageous to leave their homeland and everything they know. Change is one of the hardest things for most humans to adjust to do. That is what is absolutely required of most immigrants. That is why I can NOT back the latest new rules and laws against immigrants. I have been relying on NPR.org to get some general understanding about what has been happening this week.


A voice from one of members of the House of Representatives from Texas gave me a reality check about how some of these new rules and laws will be for states that are along our southern border.


For those of us who LOVE immigrants, we can stand behind them and try to support them, in whatever way we can, at least by showing them that we care. I hope that there may be a series of new lawsuits to stop some of the mass deportations that may occur in the not too distant future. Many states and American businesses will be negatively and economically impacted by these new rules if many immigrants are deported.

Breaking up immigrants, who have caused no harm in this country, from their families is out right cruel, heartless and inhumane, and completely against the history of this country. I am going to continue to extend an open hand to immigrants where I can. Thank God, I live in a state where most of the people feel the way I do.


I LOVE Immigrants and Refugees


“You know, and it gets into this whole issue of border security, you know, who’s gonna say that the borders are secure? We’ve got the House and the Senate debating this issue, and it’s… it’s really astonishing that in a country founded by immigrants, “immigrant” has somehow become a bad word. So the debate rages on and we continue….”

Lin-Manuel Miranda (lyrics from “Immigrant” from “Hamilton”

I no longer watch TV news, and I can barely listen to even NPR reports about refugees without shedding a tear or two. For 24 years as an English-as-a-Second Language (ESL) teacher, I taught people from other countries. Many of them were refugees. When I hear the stories about Somalis, I am deeply saddened. I am relieved that the US court system is fighting this ban of of the seven countries, including Somalia.

About 17 years into my teaching career, I taught an elegant adult woman student who was from Somalia. She is a Muslim. She wore her head scarf to class, and she was hard working student. Unless you teach English, other than Chinese, English is one of the hardest languages to learn. It has the largest vocabulary, infinite rules, and pronunciation that is inconsistent. If you are a non-native speaker, it is a great challenge to learn. Heck, most of us Americans have our own difficulties with learning English well.

Back to my student. She came consistently to class. Even though she was pregnant. She had a daughter who was elementary age. S always asked good questions, did her work, and was a kind presence in the class. She was the only African and Somali in this particular class. In the spring of the next year, I visited her when she had her son in the hospital. She was all smiles and very cheerful.

Unfortunately, this was the last year I taught this group of students. There was a great deal of change (not for the good) in the ESL department where I was teaching. Therefore, I did not have the opportunity to see S for several years. I was very depressed after this job ended. Both emotionally and financially, I was hit hard.

At least seven years later, I got a phone call from a woman with a lovely accent and a very soothing voice. It was S. I did reading and math tutoring, too, so she was calling me to help her daughter who was in Middle School, and her son who was seven by this time. I was so happy to see S again and tutor her children in one of the local libraries. Her son had become a good reader, and her daughter was a conscientious student, who needed help in math. S was still as elegant and kind as she ever had been. Then S also recommended me to tutor her neighbor’s son, too. Therefore, when I hear Somalis vilified because of some people’s irrational fears, I feel both angry and sad. Have the people who run scared ever met a person or a family from Somalia?

The crack-down on immigrants this last weekend by ICE is more of the same vilifying of groups of people who are part of the fabric of this country. In the state of Washington, farmers are wondering who will pick their crops. This is true for many farmers across the USA. Do our grocery store shelves need to be empty of fruit and vegetables before people in Washington, D.C. wake up? Not to mention the businesses that motivated immigrants have started in this country, and the many other jobs where they have contributed so much to our economy in the USA. At one point our president’s family was from Germany. Not every immigrant today is selling drugs or a criminal. Aren’t all of us immigrants, except for the First Nations’ tribes?

As a tribute and thank you to all immigrants, here is the entire song from “HAMILTON” called “Immigrants”.

The only way I see to stop all this fear, is to cover it with love. Our immigration authorities vet the refugees who cross our borders well. For the few bad apples, our courts and immigration officials are very capable and will deport them. For me, I stopped being fearful of “the other” when I opened my heart and mind and listened to learn about to what and who I did not know well. I believe that is possible for most of us. I am going to lead with my heart and keep on loving the new immigrants and refugees on every Valentine’s Day and every day.


Keeping the FAITH


Last week about midweek, I was tormented during the night thinking I needed to fix the world and this country, in particular. I kept waking up feeling like I should do more to somehow prevent what was happening in this country I love. By the next day or two, I had the great opportunity to learn to have faith.

I have always loved learning about history, and I learned to love history in high school from a great teacher, Mr. Garfield. Now I live in a town where many of the streets are named after the presidents of the USA. I always feel great when I drive passed "Madison" Ave. I love President Madison for what he did to fix our US Constitution- he added the "Bill of Rights" to our U.S. Constitution. If you don't remember it, that is what is protecting all of us Americans right now. So now, I have faith that the US Constitution is going to protect us. And it is because we have a government with three branches of government, including a judicial branch, which came through for refugees and people who were trying to return to the USA with valid green cards and found out that they were from the wrong country last week. Because I live in a country which tends to follow the law (although with certain groups, justice has not always worked well and still needs to improve), I can sigh relief and let go of worry. I can have faith that I live in a country where not just one person can be a dictator.

I can have faith, too, that most people tend to try to do the right thing. This week I heard an old “Radio Lab” show called “The Good Show” about the goodness in most people. Try to listen to the entire show. I found this an uplifting show about the nature of most people. I needed the reminder.


I also have faith because I have a source that I go to. For me, that source has many names: God, the universe, a higher power, the great mystery, the energy that connects all of us (even if we are not aware of it), the God particle. All those names are one thing to me. When I can humble myself and surrender that I do not have answers or control hardly anything, I give my concerns and go to my source. Then I am free and much happier. When I look back on my whole life, I have always been connected and protected by my source, even if I was not aware of that protection at that time. Now I can see the connection and protection that happened at the times when I was in challenging situations. It was when I did NOT have FAITH, I made choices for my life that were detrimental. Even in making those unhealthy choices, at the time, often something very good and wonderful came into my life. Even the unhealthy choices when I was willing and humble to LEARN about myself and my part helped me to reflect on what I did, so that I now live with more gratitude, joy, and happiness most of the time.

I found this TED talk about FAITH that I can support. It is by Tom Honey “Why Would GOD Create a Tsunami?”

Another lesson in faith came in late October of 2016, when my mother died. After she had passed, my siblings, daughter, and nieces and grand nieces found in her books as we sorted through them scriptures that my mother had read that most of us were not aware of. Even though my mother’s twin sister had died 13 years earlier in a different state than my mother, and my mother had not gone to her sister’s service because my father was wheelchair bound (they were both 85 years old), my mother requested that the same scriptures that her twin sister had had read at her memorial service be read at my own mother’s service. This, to me, is God at work. My own mother’s connection to this scripture and the beauty and comfort that this scripture provides has now been passed on to me. I am finally aware of this scripture, and read it when I need it and so does my daughter.

Today, I read about some of my fellow Americans online. I am so proud of and have FAITH in you and us because so many people were calling the White House this week. We clogged the phone lines like never before. This is citizen activism at its best. Yeah!

I have borrowed the title of this blog somewhat from talk show host, Tavis Smiley, who is on PBS. This is a youtube video of him explaining why he says “Keep the Faith” at the end of every show he makes. I love the explanation and find it relates to this blog. Thank You, Tavis Smiley.




Yes, we women rock! I am an old movie buff. I have always loved films. I grew up the road from Hollywood. Last year two films which were true stories uplifted all of us and showed how we women ROCK or ROCKED our world in a big way, and finally acknowledged women who had done great work. The two women empowerment films I am writing about are: Hidden Figures and The Eagle Huntress.

First, Hidden Figures (the actual story) took place when I was a child and then became a teenager when Katherine Goble Johnson (Taraji P. Henson), Dorothy Vaughn (Octavia Spencer), and Mary Jackson (Janelle Monae) were “computers” using their outstanding math and engineering skills at NASA to make the American space program possible. The fact they remained “hidden figures” until a few years ago, is stunning to me. Growing up I had NEVER heard about these women who were keys to the success of the space program. I was still fed the b.s. that women could not do math, even though my high school math teacher was a woman, and yes, I had my issues around math, until I had to teach it myself to adult GED students. When Dorothy Vaughn had to steal a Fortran book from the library to learn the computer language for IBM computers, I remembered stories that a Caucasian friend from South Carolina told me how he had to check out books for his black friend because there were two different libraries in the South. One for white folk, one for African Americans. Years ago, I also remember trying to learn Fortran myself, and not “getting it”.
This was an interview with Octavia Spencer about this film on NPR in early January:

The fact that these three exceptional women are African American showed me their tenacity, as well as their intelligence. They were fabulous examples of women working together. They along with the other women who were “computers” and then became computer programmers showed me and ALL of us women how powerful we are when we WORK TOGETHER, cooperating- not competing. Also for the open-minded men who watch this film, men get to learn how truly amazing we women can be. That also showed up in the Women’s March last week, where many men were present along side us women.

Not only did this film inspire me and others who see it, it has become part of one of the outings for young African American women to see in groups. The groups are from all over the country and are called Black Girls Code. The goal it to take at least 1,500 young black women to see Hidden Figures to inspire and encourage these young women to learn math. Fox Studios who distributes the film is helping to support this project. This story was also on npr.


The film the Eagle Huntress was a beautiful film that showed how young adult women are powerful, too, particularly with supportive parents. This documentary showed the strength of a 13-year old bright girl called Aisholpan from Mongolia who had a dream to become an eagle huntress. In her culture only men had been allowed to become eagle hunters. She was able to show the nay-sayers how capable, courageous, and strong she is.

At this film it was great to see young girls and women with their mothers and grandmothers at the small theater where this film was screened. The fact that both of these films were about women and our courage came out in 2016 is a great sign to me. Hollywood films are often escapism and massive budget films. These two stories are relevant to ALL of us today.

These are two films that remind all women and the men who love us that WOMEN ROCK and that ALL of us are needed to solve the problems that exist in our world today.

I know I will use both of these films to empower me when I am feeling hopeless or thinking that I and this world lack courage to do the right thing. When I am doubt, too, I love to listen to this song: