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My Life as an Undocumented Immigrant,by JOSE ANTONIO VARGAS JUNE 22, 2011

My Life as an Undocumented Immigrant,by JOSE ANTONIO VARGAS JUNE 22, 2011

Scared and confused, I pedaled home and confronted Lolo. From the him sitting into the garage, cutting coupons. I dropped my bike and ran up to him, showing him the green card. “Peke ba ito?” I asked in Tagalog. (“Is this fake?”) My grandparents were naturalized American citizens — he worked as a security guard, she as a food server — and they had begun supporting my mother and me financially when I was 3, after my father’s wandering eye and inability to properly provide for us resulted in my parents’ separation. Lolo was a proud man, and I also saw the shame on his face as he told me he purchased the card, along with other fake documents, for me personally. Keep Reading