It seems to me like this country is no where near becoming “great again.” As a broadcast journalism student, I love watching the news because that’s my dream career and I like being informed on what’s going on in the world. I usually don’t have a hard time watching the news, until now. Shootings, Me Too Movement, lack of rights for LGBTQ+, lack of rights for women and reproductive freedom, etc., I thought it couldn’t get worse. But it did this week.
The other night, my little brother went to a going away party for one of his friends who is being deported with her family, and everything in the news is about families being split up. I realized that today for the first time, I immediately turned off the news because I felt like throwing up. I can’t take watching families being separated anymore or treated unfairly. As a future broadcast journalist, I have tough skin and can usually write a news article and talk about news, but this is more than just news. This is cruel.
The other week, I spent the day in 90+ degree weather informing people about reproductive freedom and how women’s health is so important and needs to be brought to attention more. I didn’t mind skipping lunch, not having water, and standing in the hot weather to do that because I’m passionate about educating people on women’s rights and everyone’s rights. But the things that are going on right now have to stop.
My family adopted my now 14 year old brother out of foster care when he was 13 months old. We didn’t legally adopt him until he was 3 years old though. I remember being 9 years old not knowing if the little boy who I was already attached to and loved was going to be taken away from our home. It was an indescribable stressful time for our family. Everyday, I spent as much time with him as I could and prayed that he would one day officially be ours. If I was this stressed, anxious, and scared at 9 years old that my baby brother was going to be taken away, I can’t imagine how the parents are feeling who are having their children literally pulled away from them.
If someone asked me to educate people on immigration and learn how to stop families from being split up like I did for reproductive rights, I would without hesitating. No matter the weather because these are the things that matter most. I have become too familiar with going to marches, protests, rallies, and asking people to sign petitions, which is sad. I love sticking up for what I believe in, but it’s sad that marches and protests even have to still continue for voices to be heard these days.
I am so angry that all of the immigrant families are living a nightmare right now and for days to come. I am so angry that it feels like there’s nothing I can do. I am so angry that the leadership of our country isn’t making our country great again, but worse than even imaginable. I am angry that it feels like I can’t do anything to help the situation. The immigration situation is incredibly heartbreaking and makes me so mad and sad.
I hope that the country gets back to being better one day because I can’t imagine being a broadcast journalist having to cover stories like these. It has gotten out of hand and this is not how we, as Americans, are suppose to treat anybody. I understand that the news covers all stories and they’re not all going to be positive stories, but my hope is that things will get better than this.
I hope that I will become a broadcast journalist and I can report about how Americans are changing peoples lives for the better and more encouraging stories, but until then, I am going to keep pushing forward, making my voice be heard and standing up for what I believe in, and hope for a better America. The America right now is not the America I once knew.
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Until next time,