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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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