“Cada sueño es una historia, y cada historia te tiene un mensaje.” -Jaguar
En Jardín de Sueños, entramos al mundo de una joven quien busca alcanzar sus sueños desesperadamente por medio de la educación, pero la cual se encuentra frustrada por los tantos obstáculos que encuentra en su camino. Sin embargo, dentro de sus verdaderos sueños descubre un poco más de sí misma, de su familia, y de sus raíces que le dan esperanza para el futuro.
Quisiéramos saber más sobre su experiencia. Nuestra esperanza es el reunir historias y compartirlas aquí en el blog del Miracle Theatre Group con el afán de empezar un dialogo sobre la inmigración en nuestra comunidad. Escriba aquí, en la sección de los comentarios, su historia. Si necesita sugerencias o ayuda, abajo tenemos aglunos ejemplos....
• ¿Cómo es la vida aquí, comparado con la vida en el lugar donde nació o donde crecio?
• ¿Cuáles son los retos que a enfrentado como inmigrante? ¿Cómo ha respondido?
• ¿Hay historias de familia o culturales que han influido en su vida?
• Describa sus metas y sueños …
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“Each dream is a story and every story has a message for you.” -Jaguar
In Jardín de Sueños, we enter the world of a young woman who desperately wants to fulfill her dreams by getting an education, but she is frustrated by the many obstacles she encounters. However, within her real dreams, she discovers more about herself, her family, and her own history that gives her hope for the future.
We would like to know about your experience. We hope to gather and share these stories on Miracle Theatre Group’s blog so that we can engage our community on the topic of immigration. Write your story here in the comments section. If you need some help thinking about what to write, we have provided some ideas below.
• What is life like here compared to where you were born or raised?
• What are the challenges you face as an immigrant and how have you responded to them?
• Are there any family or cultural stories that influence your life?
• Describe your dreams …
A few stories collected from audience members last weekend ....
ReplyDeleteStory # 1
As a teacher in a district south of Portland, I have seen such hope, such successes, and the slow dissolution of a life’s potential promise and hope. Teaching middle school to support ELL students, I have seen students placed into Special Ed that needed language services, and students who were forced to attend language services denied Special Ed that they so greatly benefited from, and knew they needed and wanted, but were denied a voice of advocacy.
Stories of the kids as they progressed from 6th grade on are so powerful. A boy who hardly spoke—teachers were concerned he was mentally retarded—his 6th grade year, he spoke to a crowd of 100 fellow students, parents, and administrators, sharing his immigration story and aiming toward his future as his father was to be deported back to Mexico for the next 7 years within a couple of months. He is my hero, my memory, and part of my motivation.
Another 6th grader trying to support his family and grade school siblings, so he was perpetually late, and attempting to overcome his reading disabilities; tried, was motivated and improving, then crossed my path again as an 8th grader “henchman” for a ringleader whose sister led a gang. His heart and hope disintegrated to what was left for him to do. Last I heard he was a full-on gang member with a baby on the way…the stories go on and on and some with hope, some with sadness, but all with children whose worlds have more obstacles than need to be there. I hope for the better way.
-Anonymous
Story # 2
One day I made a puppet show. The puppet show went well and Mom said, “Yes, we can take this puppet show on the road.” But it was raining so we couldn’t put on the puppet show. It was sad. “Oh well, let’s put on our jackets and play in the rain instead.”
In the puppet show, the skeleton wanted to keep a bird that he found but he couldn’t, because it was too special. But then his brother came and figured out how to keep it with a magic cage and special food.
-Nolan
Story # 3
Life here isn’t at all like life in Mexico. You have to drive almost EVERYWHERE. But here, you get to exercise by walking.
-Vee-Jay