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María: “Como Madre Yo Pido Que Paren Las Separaciones De Familias”

The third story we share today from the National Coming Out of the Shadows Day speeches is that of María Sánchez.  Maria is the mother of Octavio Nava Cabrera who was deported earlier this year. For a video update on Octavio, view The Economist’s story.

Photo Credit: Isaac Silver

Photo Credit: Isaac Silver

Mi nombre es María Sánchez. Mi hijo Octavio Nava se vino a los 13 años solo a este país buscando un mejor futuro para él y para su familia. Octavio es un hombre, padre, e hijo ejemplar. Desgraciadamente como a miles de otros indocumentados, se topó con un policía anti-inmigrante en el pueblo de Melrose Park el cual lo puso en manos de ICE sin considerar el dolor de él y de su familia.

Yo como su madre me dolió y afecto mucho el verlo en un centro de detención. Es un dolor incurable y una pesadilla verlo encarcelado y sufriendo habré cuando yo no tenía suficiente dinero para ponerle crédito a su cuenta. Cuando por fin tenía crédito y al fin comía hasta una sopa instantánea le parecía la mejor comida del mundo.

Él no quería que el día en que lo iban a deportar llegara. Quería que no pasaran las horas. Yo sentía que mi corazón se desgarraba. El día en que lo deportaron no pude abrazarlo por última vez. Yo tenía miedo que regresara a México, un país desconocido. El llego sin identificación y si un hogar a donde llegar. Desde que llego a México no ha podido encontrar trabajo y un hogar estable.

Lo que siento es un dolor que no se lo deseo a nadie. Es un dolor que el Presidente Obama y ICE están causando. Como madre yo pido que paren las separaciones de familias. La gente que está causando esto no tiene corazón. Dos millones son demasiadas. No más deportaciones.  

Translation

My name is María Sánchez. My son Octavio Nava came to this country by himself at thirteen years old, looking for a better future for him and his family. Octavio is an exemplary man, father, and son. Unfortunately, like thousands of other undocumented [people], he encountered an anti-immigrant police officer in small town of Melrose Park, who consequently put him in the hands of ICE without considering the pain of him and his family.  

As his mother, it hurt and affected me to see him in a detention center. It is an incurable pain and a nightmare seeing him incarcerated and suffering when I didn’t have enough money to put credit on his account. When at last he had credit and he could finally eat, even an instant soup seemed like the best food in the world.  He did not want the day that they would deport him to come.

He did not want the hours to pass. I felt that my heart was tearing apart. The day that he was deported, I couldn’t hug him one last time. I was afraid of his return to Mexico, an unknown country to him. He arrived without any identification and without a home to arrive to. Since he arrived to Mexico, he has not been able to find a job or a stable home.  

What I feel is a pain that I do not wish upon anyone. It is a pain that President Obama and ICE are causing. As a mother, I ask  that they stop the separation of families. The people that are causing this have no heart. Two million are too many. No more deportations. 

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