As part of Undocu-Week, we’ve asked Undocumented Students to share their stories and explain what it means to have support from our allies. Today we’re sharing the story of Dalia Nava.
To me, being undocumented was not an impediment until my senior year of high school. It was then that I started realizing how truly limiting my immigration status was in terms of having accessibility to higher education, internships, federally funded programs, and employment. Worrying about these things is such a privilege when other members of my community are being exploited in the workplace and continue living in constant fear of being separated from their families.
The undocumented community consists of a very diverse set of individuals whom all share one struggle but have different goals, ambitions and dreams. Yes, I am an undocumented student but that is not the only reason why I continue to push forward.
It is for our parents, grandparents, sisters, aunts and uncles that we keep fighting. For those whom are not seen as “DREAMERS” because their path is different from mine. Recognizing that the undocumented narrative that we carry is one of many others, allows our community to remain a strong unifying force in this struggle.