After speaking with undocumented parents, I know what it means to be humbled

*Why you should read this: Because the experience of undocumented families affects us all in one way or another. VL


By Ray Salazar, The White Rhino (2 minute read)  

I never understood what people meant when they said, “I am humbled that . . .” I’ve heard this from famous people accepting awards or from people receiving some grand recognition.

The expression sounded insincere. It actually came off as self-aggrandizing: “Let me try to be ordinary, try to sound unpretentious.” So I never used the expression.

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But today something happened that made me feel . . . I guess the only way I can describe it is “humble.”

I asked a young man I’ve known for a few months if I could interview him and his family about their lives under a Trump presidency. His parents, who are undocumented, immediately agreed.

They welcomed me into their home, offered me orange juice when I arrived. Even though the parents and I are about the same age, I addressed them as “señor” and “señora.”  They addressed me as “maestro.”

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They shared the story of their journey here and their lives, now filled with fear, honestly, comfortably, as if they knew me.

I left their home inspired and more than anything grateful. Despite the fear that undocumented immigrants live in . . . READ MORE 

[Photo by Anika Malone/Flickr]

 

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