Tag: immigrant experience

Brooklyn, In Memory Most Green

Brooklyn, In Memory Most Green

history, justice, memoir
The courageous immigrants of the elder generations cast the shards of their hopes and dreams across the landscape of this continent as prophecy. They worked hard and long for their visions. These people included my Lebanese maternal grandparents with their first-born children. They arrived in New York in 1897 on a boat from Syria. They petitioned for citizenship in 1925. Included also was my Turkish father who arrived here alone in 1919. He was just seventeen, eager to make good and to earn dowries for his four older sisters. The distaff side eventually settled in Brooklyn. That's where they were when I was born and that's where I was raised. These were people who came to America in “the days of sail,” as the great New York writer, Irish-American Pete Hamill, would say. Today's
Señora Ortega’s Frijoles

Señora Ortega’s Frijoles

Character Building, Short Story
Her fate was set when she fell under the spell of his kind eyes and bigger than life personality. For his part, he loved her gentle ways, the fluid dance of her hands at work, the sensual swing of her hips as she walked to the market with basket in hand. And so it happened that in 1948, with her father’s permission and her mother’s tears, they were wed in the old adobe iglesia where uncounted generations of her family had been married before her. Not many months after the wedding, she kissed her parents and siblings goodbye, took a long loving look at her village, and she followed her new husband north to los Estados Unidos de América. She was already pregnant with Clarita. **** As the days and years passed, they settled into their routines. Sunday mornings were her husband’s quie

A Father’s Story … the immigrant experience

Joy
I post this  because it highlights the quality and character of immigrants to the United States of America, which seems a good thing to do at this time. It is also includes a rather joyful video story  - a scant four minutes - which is a belated Father's Day celebration. Juan Felipe Herrera is a Mexican-American poet and performance artist, a writer and cartoonist, a teacher and an activist. "Many poets since the 1960s have dreamed of a new hybrid art, part oral, part written, part English, part something else: an art grounded in ethnic identity, fueled by collective pride, yet irreducibly individual too. Many poets have tried to create such an art: Herrera is one of the first to succeed."  Punk Half Panther by Stephen Burt in the New York Times Herrara incorporates into his writi