Today we visited the border wall in Nogales. When I first saw this wall, the only thing I could think of was the people living on the other side that probably never even wanted to come over to America, who then had a giant 20 foot steel sheet splitting their town into half. You could look under the wall and see the obvious difference between the Mexican side and American side. Mexico was thick with overpopulation, torn up cars, children walking in the street, and countless buildings. As we stood next to the wall, I couldn’t help but realize that the only thing separating our countries was an inch thick sheet of steel separating a free country from its neighbor. It was rough to think that the people on the other side definitely hated me for being from this country that has torn apart their city. How come I get to be an American because I live just miles north of this ravaged city?
And oh ya, we saw Harry Potter and Wife-Beater Wednesday was awesome!
Jackson
Jackson--this is an experience that you will always remember. Hold it close, and allow it to shape who you are. You are all close to my heart, this week and always. Love, Mrs. Rice.
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