DREAM Act: I Know God Has My Back
I took the train to my Mom’s house last night, hoping to help her with some of the chores, but ran out of funds. I jetted to my local bank, where a security guard sat there in a thick coat and an orange vest, calling a family member who obviously relayed some family gossip to him. He replied,
“… well, I wouldn’t be here doing all these jobs, then. I have to work these jobs in order to maintain my life and my family’s life. And I know whatever happens, I know God has my back. God has my back, and I know because I can tell.”
It’s those words that inspire my thoughts on the ideas behind immigration policy in this country, in light of the recent Congressional failure to pass the DREAM Act, a piece of legislation that would have afforded tons of