There is a song by Lee Greenwood called “God Bless the U.S.A”. Have you heard that song? It’s a feeling converted into melody.
As a proud Venezuelan, I can tell you that after being in this country for about four and a half years, I now understand the love of americans for their country.
It’s a country where you can have a good life depending of how much you work your ass off to make things happen (and as much as your bills let you reach them).
If you ask me, what is America to me? I can tell you this, US means a place where I have learned to believe in myself, where I feel I will conquer my dream (I will be a writer one day). America is where I can work on my goals without feeling that I’m just surviving. It’s where I feel safe, and respected as a woman.
Some of you might know that my country is not in a good shape right now. We are ruled by barbarians who just want their own good, a government that has its hands full of blood for killing my brothers. I cannot describe you the pain I feel every night when I go to bed thinking about how and when this nightmare is going to end.
I asked to my palestinian friend the same question, “What is America to you?” and his answer was: “America it’s a place where you are welcome with a smile on their faces and not with a gun pointed on your head. America is for us a dream while other people enjoy the privilege to live”.
Now, check any bill that’s in your wallet, read it carefully, what do you see? It says “In God we trust”. Not everything is “sunshines and rainbows” in my life right now, but when I feel like I want to quit, I remember that God is in control of my life, not me. And so far, America has encouraged me to pursuit my dreams and make me a better human despite the adversities I have found.
Happy 241 years of Independence America.