Tag: immigrant
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When I think of home…
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in PoetryI think of tropical monsoons and coconut trees swaying in the furious wind. I think of guavas and mangoes and spiders as big as a man’s palm. I think of the hot California valley, swimming pools, and strawberry fields as far as I can see. I think of New York city streets, libraries and museums…
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America the Brave and the Free
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in BlogI remember the day I became an American. I stood with a group of strangers from all walks of life and over the world. Together, we each raised our right hand and recited the Oath of Allegiance. I found myself holding back tears and swallowing down a lump in my throat as we collectively sang…