I was invited to write another post for La Vida Idealist which will be published soon (I’ll let you know here when it’s up). In that post I tell an anecdote about labor migration from the little town of Tacaná in western Guatemala all the way to my little hometown in western Michigan.
When you get to the punch line in the anecdote I am working with migrant farm workers in Michigan. This is after having worked with international students in Houston and then with Mayan peasants in Guatemala, many of whom became migrant workers. Later I worked among Iraqi and Iranian refugees in Texas, while at the same time helping an immigrant Spanish-language church get off the ground. Now I interpret between Spanish and English for social service field investigation.
That’s several chapters in my life where I have worked directly with immigrants to the U.S., documented and undocumented, in addition to other chapters where I was the migrant/immigrant/expat. I spend a lot of time thinking about immigration issues, and am formulating my own position in favor of reform that promotes security, compassion and community well being. I’ll explore my take on these issues in a few subsequent posts, and will keep in mind that this is a blog, not a dissertation.