It would be a matter of my livelihood.
Soccer is such a big part of my life. On the other hand, so is the fact that I am undocumented. After ending DACA, traveling with the team would be dangerous. It would no longer be a matter of just passing through the security checkpoints, it would be a matter of my livelihood. My whole life would change. I would not be able to have my soccer scholarship, meaning I wouldn’t be able to go to school, all because of a simple decision to end the DACA Dreamers program. When that decision was made, to end the program, I just wanted to lay in bed. There was such an overwhelming sense of insecurity. There are 15 other undocumented students on campus, and I would really like to meet them. It’s lonely out here at SPU. For a very long time I thought I was the only undocumented student here. I didn’t have anyone to talk to about the worries I was having.
My parents always told me, ‘be optimistic and just do what you can.’ With each day a new challenge arises, from soccer, to school, to the bigger worries of citizenship. I am determined to rise above and not let that defeat me. Things may be tough now, but they will not be like this forever.
