Carlos Segovia
Carlos Segovia

American Forum

DACA means the world to me. DACA is more than the political debate in which this country is in as to what to do with the program. It is about people who are trying to better themselves and achieve the American dream.

I find it hard to believe that in the summer of 2010, I was in Wise, North Carolina, waking up at 5 a.m., and now I am in my second year of law school.

If it had not been for DACA I would not have made it this far. I have gained valuable experiences from the various jobs I have worked, in which if I was not covered under DACA I would not be able to do. I hope to graduate in 2019, and take the bar that same summer.

In the state of Florida it is possible to become an attorney as a DACA recipient. I pray that when the time comes for me to sit down for the bar exam DACA is still in place, so that I can be able to practice law. I chose to become an attorney because of all of the injustices I witnessed growing up in various stages of my life. I want to bring justice to those who deserve it. I hope that the people who are against DACA realize that we are not all criminals.

For example, my story is unique like every dreamer in America.

I am originally from Eastado de Mexico, Mexico. I was less than a year old when my parents immigrated to America. My parents left their friends, family, and homeland in search of a better life. My family arrived in Fresno, California, in the early 90’s. My parents picked grapes there for a while until moving to Quincy, Florida, where they picked tomatoes. After, the tomato season was over my parents moved to Immokalee, Florida, to pick oranges.

My life thereafter consisted of migrating across America following the crop cycle. I remember growing up in the van that my dad owned. We were always on the move. I remember the harsh conditions we lived in when we lived in the migrant camps. Sometimes, the camps had no running water, no beds and no restrooms.

We stopped migrating as a family in 2003. I remember this clearly because it was the first time I finished a whole year of school. I was in the fifth grade and I was graduating from elementary school. I hardly spoke any English and I had difficulties adjusting to middle school. People looked at me weird, I had a deep Spanish accent. My middle school career went by quickly.

I started high school in 2007. It was in high school when I started realizing what it meant to be an undocumented person in America. It was then when I understood what my parents meant when they said I couldn’t do certain things like obtain a driver license because I was undocumented.

During my high school career, I always heard people speak about how “illegals” couldn’t go to college, how they had to go back to their countries. I never believed any of that. I always knew that if I worked hard, America would reward my hard work and talent.

After graduating from high school in 2011, I started college at a private university. At the time it was difficult for students like me to attend college. Public schools in Florida charged out of state tuition for undocumented students. I recall when in 2012 deferred action for childhood arrivals was signed. I felt ecstatic. I would be able to be a part of society.

Conventional wisdom leads me to believe that if any person was stuck in my shoes, grew up poor, and lived in the greatest country in the world, they would do what I have – which is to try to better myself. I hope that the people who are against DACA realize that in taking DACA, my dreams along with the dreams of 800,000 will be torn apart.

Carlos Segovia is a second year law student in Florida.

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