Dear Mr. President, Your
Dear Mr. President,
Your words do not define my worth. I am not a rapist, a drug dealer, or a criminal.
I am a hard-working student who has poured their heart out into their education.
I have great love and respect for this country and contribute everyday by volunteering
, but you do not see that. You only see the criminals who happen to be mexicans.
You refuse to see the millions of students and hard-working individuals who work
tirelessly to provide for their family. People who contirbute so much to this country
and its' economy. To you, we are not worth much, but I can guarenttere you that we
are worth so much more.
Love ,
Anonymous.
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