Jan 08 2009
Our Westside Story
It’s not a musical but rather a different version of Westside Story, a real version where we don’t sing and we tend to keep for ourselves what we left behind when we leave our home countries.
Our story, our Westside Story is a story filled with intolerance, racism because of who we are and that’s why we have fought to gain political respect in the Congress, because we are not second class citizens, we are hard working people who are trying to gain a decent life and to gain what we couldn’t in our home countries, a better standard of living.
In our Westside Story, we cry because sometimes we feel left behind and we feel disrespected but we never feel defeated as we know we are fighting for our beliefs in a brave new world, a world that opened the doors for a better future but not an easy one as we have to struggle every single day for the minimum.
In our Westside Story, we don’t “Feel Pretty” but we know “Somewhere” is a place where we can rest and breath, a place where we know we are free to live our lives as we wanted. In our Westside Story, there isn’t Marias, but an amalgam of people from around the world who came to the country of the free to breathe new airs that couldn’t be breath in our home countries.
