Land of Imigrants

      It seems like lately when we turn on the television or read the news all we see is so much hatred and a nation divided. In the U.S. unless you are 100% Native American your ancestors came from another country. Sometimes they came for religious freedom, sometimes because of famine, or just for a better life. Yes sometimes they struggled and were persecuted because they were different, but they did not give up. Have we not learned anything since then? Think about all the contributions they made to this country. Think about how different this country would be and think about how different your life would be if they had been told that you can't stay here and you have to go back.                                                        Our ancestors came to this land filled with hope at a better future not only for themselves but for their children and grandchildren. Our ancestors that came here through Ellis Island, probably one of the first things they saw was the statue of liberty standing there with her torch shining like a beacon welcoming all. I think it is important to remember the poem at the base of the statue of liberty.                                                                          The New Colossus                                                                                                            Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, with conquering limbs astride from land to land                          Here at our sea-washed ,sunset gates shall stand a mighty woman with a torch whose flame is the           imprisoned lighting and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide                 welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. "Keep ancient                 lands, you storied pomp! cries she with silent lips. " Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled               masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your of your teeming shore. Send these,  the         homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"                                                        Next time before we rush to judge others take a moment and remember these words of long ago that still ring true today. 


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