Volunteership Coordinator

***Disclaimer: I receive extra credit for being the Border Angels Volunteership Coordinator. This responsibility included but wasn't limited to being the contact between Isabel and the students, setting up meeting times based on the schedules of volunteers and the organization, keeping track of the hours each volunteer spent with Border Angels, and providing transportation for students from school to the Haven in Lemon Grove. I also gave each volunteer an extra hour of volunteer time for every $10 they spent for the organization. This credit was especially high for Alex and Alan due to the gas they spent driving out to the Holtville cemetery. It's high for me because I bought nearly all of the supplies for food when we made lunches for 50 day laborers. I also have 10 more hours than required which makes up for my two honors essays :)

**6 Hours

Day Laborers

Today we got up really early (on our staff day I might add) to go and make lunches for the day laborers that stand outside Home Depot everyday looking for work. We were each assigned a food item to bring so that we could put together the lunches. Although a few people forgot, so I had to make a couple of extra trips to Food for Less before we could complete the 50 lunches. At around 10am we set off with sack lunches, hot chocolate, and bottled water to hand out. At each place we went, we spent a little time talking to the day laborers about what their life was like. At one home depot, a man confided in us that he lived in a tent he had built in the nearby canyon and then he showed us where he lived. We took a short walk until we came upon a hidden neighborhood of the homeless. There was a wooden table with a fire pit, pots, pans, and remnants of food. There were piece of foam taped and tied to rocks as makeshift pillows and plastic trash bags opened up amongst the trees to make walls. As much as we see homeless people everyday, it's strange to think that people who are technically "working" are still forced to sleep on the ground with rocks to rest their heads on. The man was so kind and allowed us to take pictures and explained to us how many people lived with him and told us of how he had left his family behind in Mexico. As hard as it was to comprehend, he said that he was the sole provider for his family and that living in the canyons and working as a day laborer here in the United States made a better life for both him and his family than it had been when he was in Mexico.

**6 Hours

5/3/2011

Today we met at the Haven to make more crosses for the next trip to Holtville Cemetery. I was a little confused at first as to why we were continuing to make them when we had already placed one in every available spot before. Apparently the groundskeepers of the cemetery remove the crosses every time Border Angels puts them down. I was a little taken aback by this because I don't understand why we leave them then. I understand that it's a nice memento to pay respects to those who have died, however I feel like it may be a tad disrepectful to the cemetery owners if we are doing something that they do not allow. However, i didn't fully clarify the situation so I'm really not in a place to make any sort of assessment. After we made over 100 crosses, we watched a movie called "The Visitor." The movie was about a man who unknowingly befriended an illegal couple sharing his apartment. The man and his wife are kind to Walter (the main character) and just as Tariq (The husband) is becoming close to Walter and opening his eyes to a world Walter never knew existed, Tariq is arrested and put in a detention center. While Walter throws away the life he knew before to help Tariq, he becomes aware of the injustive that illegal immigrants are faced with. When detained, it is like being in a prison, even though they have committed no crime. The movie ended with Tariq being deported back to Syria and his mother - who had formed a close relationship with Walter - going back to be with her son as well. I enjoyed this movie and think that it held a lot of valuable lessons. I'm also really glad that we watched a movie about an immigrant community outside of the latino one. Living in San Diego, I think that we forget that immigration means more than just coming from Mexico. Hopefully, this will help me and everyone else who watched yesterday, that the concept of illegal immigration is much bigger than the tiny amount we see everyday.

**7 Hours

Planning Meeting

Today we had our first meeting with Isabel since all leaving on our Immersion trips and being gone for Spring Break. It was a little odd to get back in the swing of things however I think that we are all excited to continue our work with Border Angels and complete our 40 hours. I know that I for one do not want to be short for hours and have to write a longer essay reflecting on Volunteership. Today we made up our schedule for the next few weeks. We will be meeting on Tuesday, May 3rd to make crosses for the next Holtville Cemetery trip and afterwards we will be watching a film regarding the detrimental effects of the American border policies. Hopefully this isn't too sad of a movie as I had a hard enough time being at the cemetery on our last outing. We will also be meeting on Friday, May 6th to visit the day laborers outisde of Home Depot and bring them lunches, and - time permitting - we will also be bringing clothes and food to the immigrants that live in the caves in the canyons. Today was overall a productive day and I'm excited to finish out my hours and make my contribution to Border Angels.

**1.5 Hours

Day Laborers

Today we made our first trip doing day laborer outreach. We made lunches in the morning and then drove to the neighboring Home Depots to pass out the paper sacks we had made along with water. Everywhere we went the men seemed to be really grateful for what we had to bring them. Isabel told us some really intense stories about people who would pretend to pick up laborers for jobs and they would really bring them to the immigration offices or worse, physically harm them. She said that a lot of day laborers end up going back to Mexico because their jobs here are so unproductive or even dangerous. Maybe next time we need something fixed in my house, I'll convince my mom to hire some day laborers now that I know what some of them go through just to provide for their families.

**6 Hours

Trip to Holtville Cemetery

The day trip out to Holtville Cemetery was definitely an eye opening experience. On our way out to a large ranch to leave water for migrants who have been stuck in the desert, we noticed a large caravan of emergency vehicles on the side of the freeway. We were later informed that two bodies of illegal immigrants had been found frozen to death just off the 8 freeway. A few of the adults went back to the scene to leave a young man who is creating a documentary there to gather footage. We then continued on to the property of a woman who allows us to leave water and tarjetas de su derechas or cards of your rights along the trail of the telephone poles. Apparently this is a route that is easy for migrants to follow if they become lost or separated while crossing the border. We left several gallons of water and then proceeded to leave water closer to where the bodies had been found as well. Enrique Morones explained to us that perhaps if they had made it to the water we left or the blankets they often brought, that their lives could have been spared.

After distributing all of the gallons of water that had been donated, we drove a few more hours East until we reached the small town in El Centro County of Holtville. We stopped in front of what appeared to be a small yet well-maintained cemetery. We quietly walked through the graves until we came to a chain hung between two short poles. Beyond the poles was a very large dirt lot turned muddy from the rain. 20 yards or so later there was a hedge that led us into another clearing, although this was not as barren. Rows upon rows of bricks marked the burial sites of over 500 unidentified immigrant bodies. To our right were cement coffins seemingly waiting to be filled. Border Angels had visited the sight many times before and always made and left crosses labeled No Olvidados, Not Forgotten to pay respects to the people buried. However due to the recent storm, when we arrived many of the crosses were snapped in half and because of the poor quality of the burials, many of the graves had caved in.

I immediately began to cry. The mass quantity of people alone was overwhelming. I attempted to plant a cross and did not have the strength which only worsened my tears. I felt as though the one thing that I could do for these people, I was not even capable of. The whole experience was very emotional for me because I remembered being a family member waiting for someone I loved to cross. We had no contact with them for several days and I can't imagine ever finding out that he ended up there, alone, and ultimately unknown. The videographer asked me to speak to the camera and all I could think to say was that if I had never heard from someone crossing again I would rather convince myself that they had simply moved on and forgotten to call rather than imagine them stacked upon hundreds of other bodies in a shallow unmarked grave with only strangers to pay them any respect.

As saddening as the trip was, I'm very glad I went. It was such a realization to see that the several illegal immigrants whom i consider good friends and family could have very well have ended up like the 542 unidentified people we made crosses for. I'm so appreciative for the safety of everyone I know who has crossed and I feel like if more people saw the cemetery and got to know someone who was brought here illegally, it would be so much harder for them to say that all illegals are criminals or don't deserve the same rights as every other human being. It's only after seeing people who are dead that it becomes apparent how significant their lives were.

**11 Hours

The Haven Day 1

This blog post is far past due however I figure it is better late than never. Last Friday 2/11/11, we spent our first time really working at the Border Angels location, also known as "The Haven." We spent about an hour discussing what it was we were really going to spend our time working on with Border Angels and then had a visit from the organization's founder, Enrique Morones. Mr. Morones is a motivational speaker who has visited our school a few times and is asked to speak all over the country due to the experiences he has had and the incredible things Border Angels has accomplished. We laid our calendar and decided on when we would be taking a trip out to the desert to leave water and finish the cemetery for unidentified immigrants.

We then began making crosses that will be planted at the cemetery when we visit. The crosses are marked with "No Olvidados," which means Not Forgotten. This is to signify that although the bodies may not have their specific family there to pay respects and they may have been buried without any special service, they have not been forgotten or pushed aside due to their undocumented status. I'm afraid that this trip is going to be very emotional for me. Even our Marcha Migrante nearly brought me to tears.

After we made almost fifty crosses or so, we began to clean up the Haven. Border Angels is hosting a university this month and they wanted the Haven to look presentable. All of us either vacuumed or dusted or raked or organized. By the end of our cleaning session, the Haven was nearly spotless. I think that overall our first time was very successful and I'm looking forward to all of us being a part of Border Angels.

**2 Hours