Monthly Archives: June 2012

¡No hay trenes! (There are No Trains)

I expected the fallen bridge to make for a boring several weeks here at the shelter. But instead, migrants come walking or in bus to make it here. Because they are convinced that the train leaves from here. Further south, … Continue reading

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Lo que no se sabe (What is not Known)

I like to be sure of what is true. But in daily life here, we simply don’t know what is real. Especially when we document abuses, it is no easy task to clarify stories and verify accuracy. Part of the … Continue reading

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Parado (Stopped)

This Monday, rains from Hurricane Carlotta wiped out a railway bridge in Oaxaca. It was not headline news, but is critical for us and for the migrants. The bridge in Loma Bonita was where trains passed before arriving here in … Continue reading

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20 Feb 1991

Fecha de nacimiento: 20 febrero, 1991. I read the identity card three or four times to make sure that I hadn’t made a mistake while I entered her information into the shelter’s registration database. But the birth date was clear … Continue reading

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¿Normal?

A few days ago, as I registered migrants entering our shelter, I reached a point that scared me. A point where the stories started to sound normal. That particular day almost every person that I interviewed had been robbed at … Continue reading

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El sueño americano

When did I stop believing in el sueño americano (the American Dream)? Perhaps when I met too many boys propelled by it. My first day here, a 15 year old and his 18 year old cousin were in the shelter. … Continue reading

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