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3 Reflection Paper Grammarly
related
to
one
of
them.
I
dont
recall
her
name,
but
she
was
middle
age
50s
year
old
American
woman
who
left
America
more
than
half
of
her
life.
She
has
been
living
in
Paris
for
perhaps
30
years.
What
was
unique
about
her
migration
story
stayed
with
me?
Our
tall,
white
and
well-articulated
woman
expressed
that
being
an
immigrant
is
difficult.
Although
she
didn't
have
all
the
difficulties
and
struggles
that
they
other
presented
had
when
arrived
in
France,
she
said
that
she
has
always
been
part
of
the
group
that
gets
distinguished
as
"Not
American
anymore
and
Not
a
French
citizen
yet."
She
admits
that
she
has
some
"accent"
according
to
the
French
citizen.
Thus,
she
is
not
a
French
and
perhaps
a
Parisian
yet.
When
she
visits
America,
she
feels
strange
in
a
place
that
she
no
longer
lives.
In
fact,
one
time,
one
French
friend
told
her,
"Don't
you
miss
home.
Don't
you
want
to
go
home."
What
she
replied
was,
"I'm
home."
This
total
resonance
with
me
and
my
experience
in
the
last
several
years.
I
left
Mexico
permanently
when
I
was
only
18
years
old
(after
high
school),
and
I
have
been
in
the
USA
ever
since.
It
is
now
19
years
and
counting.
Although
I
have
visited
Mexico
several
times
throughout
these
years,
it
has
been
a
challenged
to
hear
over
and
over
again
the
same
questions.
"Don't
you
miss
Mexico."
Are
you
already
accustomed
to
the
USA?
Where
is
home?
Listening
to
this
now
French-American
woman
allowed
me
to
feel
and
admit
my
feelings.
It
has
been
an
internal
change
of
perhaps
identity.
Not
so
much
legal
but
of
my
understanding
of
who
I
am.
How
do
I
see
myself?
I
feel
that
I
am
allowing
myself
more
freedom
and
I
don't
feel
ashamed
to
say
that
I
am
from
Mexico,
yet
an
American
citizen.
It
was
if
an
invisible
burden
was
lifted
up
from
my
being.
I
am
still
not
sure
what
I
was
hiding
or
feeling
before.
It
was
a
feeling
of
admitting
to
being
an
immigrant
it
was
a
feeling
of
not
admitting
to
being
an
American
which
I
feel
part
of
it.
I
wanted
to
stop
proving
myself.
I
am
an
American
and
I
though
I
have
an
accent,
I
am
equal
to
anyone.
Among
the
many
gifts
from
this
course
summer
experience,
it
has
been
the
listening,
sharing
and
the
tremendous
opportunity
to
identify
me
with
the
migrant
or
refugee
community.
Either
Lebanese,
Nigerian,
Pakistani
an,
Sudanese
who
are
trying
to
become
British
or
France
citizens
or
as
well
as
the
Latin
Americans
who
try
to
become
USA
Citizens,
our
migration
story
of
discrimination,
racism,
profiling,
and
lack
of
opportunities
ties
our
stories.