Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
A ten-year-old girl and her classmate told their teacher at school that her mother was mad and treated her badly at home. The teacher called the police. The police contacted Child Services and took four kids away from the mom. Six months later, the mother finally got her kids back from foster homes. The truth came out in court. The girl didn't listen to her mom, who had asked her to put her clothes away. The mom yelled at her. She didn't like it and told her friend in school, who told the teacher. The mom lost her kids for 6 months.
The dad, who is in immigration, was stressed out over the family situation. He couldn't sleep until the kids were home. In such a helpless situation, how can the dad accept the things he cannot change?
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
That's why it is so important for us to appreciate the good and simple things that are in our lives. At the ame time, we have to acknowledge those who are less fortunate than us because they're our teachers.
Monday, November 27, 2006
The Chinese detainee is having stomach problems. He can't hold down any food and the excruciating stomach pains are keeping him up all night. The medicine that he gets over the counter only provided him with temporary relief. He says he need a different diet because he's from northern China.
I tell him to tell the doctor what he wants, but he says the translator over the telephone is not able to relate his need ot the doctor. He says not knowing the English language is like a blindman in prison. He can't wait to go back to China.
The deputy is able to provide him with the relief he needs until he sees the doctor in the morning. He's lucky the deputy is a generous one.
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Quote of the Week (99)
- Ella Fitzgerald
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Vote for Their Favorites
My mom said when they went to the Capitol to solicit political support for my parole, these people were helpful. She never forgot those who had taken time to listen to her concerns and those who had assisted to her.
My parents may not know all the politicians' campaign promises or directions, but they know those who were nice to them.
Friday, November 24, 2006
"Yes, I would like to know when my next court date is," a detainee inquired.
"I'm sorry. We can't help you," the agent replied. "We're from Sacramento, so we don't know anything about your case."
"Anyone else need help?" The agent asked.
The next guy wanted to know when his flight was leaving to return to his country.
The agent didn't know and suggested to the detainee that he write to his deportation officer.
So the guys wondered why the agents offered help without knowing anything.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
A Day to be Thankful
I am thankful for the love and support my family and friends have been giving me. Whenever I can feel love during my darkest times, I know all of you are suffering with me. And whenever I suffer, your love intensifies to keep my alive.
I am thankful for being a part of your lives.
I love you.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Full Release could mean two things: one was that I was being released from County Jail custody and transferring to another federal facility; two, I was being released to go home or deported.
I asked the deputy to double check to see where I was going. He said I was being transferred to a facility in Bakersfield, Kern County.
I couldn't believe that after ebing in Yuba County Jail for 20 months, I was leaving. It took me awhile to pack my things into two boxes.
The overcast of San Francisco awaited me. After I'd informed my family and guardian angel of the sudden development, I was ready for my flight to Bakersfield.
My parents came to visit me to say goodbye since it would have been extremely difficult for them to go visit me in Bakersfield.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
It Could Happen
A fellow worker woke up from his afternoon nap and told me that he had a dream about me and a Peruvian guy leaving. He said his dreams come true sometimes.
I had experienced dreaming about being in one place and ended up being there. I don't disregard anything in this amazing and mysterious world that we live in.
Monday, November 20, 2006
The Fork in the Road
Today, I'm facing A Fork in the Road in my case. Whatever I decide will change the course of my life.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Quote of the Week (98)
- Khalil Gibran
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Cherish the Living
Losing a loved one is difficult to deal with, but losing a parent during incarceration triples the pain. That's what thousands of life prisoners have to deal with - the suffering of losing someone they love.
How do people grieve the loss of their parents or children? Somewhere in China, a teacher has asked his grade school students to write down on a piece of paper the names of five people they love the most. Then, he asks them to cross out one name at a time and imagine that the person is no longer in their lives. Almost all of the students feel sad and cry as they cross out the names of their loved ones.
Dying is a natural process that we must learn to embrace. It is how we cherish our loved ones while we are living that's important.
May my brother find the strength to carry on.
Friday, November 17, 2006
No More Delays
I had filed a grievance concerning the delay in providing treatment for me. Hopefully, other detainees don't have to experience the same situation. I'm glad I can hear well again.
I'm grateful for a friend's concern. She had solicited a doctor's diagnosis of my condition. The dotor was able to specify the symptoms accurately. It was a blockage of the external ear canal from earwax.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Naming a Baby
How does someone start picking a name for an unborn person? Do you look it up in a book with 15,000 baby names? Do you pick a name from soneone you admire or from a relative? The sound of a name is important. We all know how cruel kids can be with name calling. Picking a name can get even more complicated when the kid is biracial or biculture.
I'm glad that I get to participate in the baby name-picking process.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
I have two appeals in the Ninth Circuit Court. One is an appeal on the Board of Immigration Appeals' dismissal of my appeal challenging the immigration judge's decision to deport me. The other is challenging the constitutionality of the government keeping me in its custody for over 18 months.
If I lose those two appeals, my case will be over and ICe will deport me.
I don't know how long the appeals are going to take and what the chances are of my winning them. It's all bad for the home team right now.
I am debating what next step will be. Thanks you for staying on top of my situation.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
"Am I worthy to be loved?"
"Am I pretty enough?"
"Do I have what it takes to be a teacher?"
"Why do I go to graduate school?"
"Why do I have to suffer?"
"Why do I fight so hard to stay in this country?"
Sometimes the answers will come to us and other times we remain baffled. Then a few years pass by, and we reflect on whether we have erased these doubts from our lives.
I have not doubt in my mind that I want to move on with my life. I understand my actions will have a ripple effect in this world.
I am waiting to let it rip.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Travel Document Interview
My appeal in the Board of Immigration Appeal is dismissed as expected. However, we do not think it will be that quick. The government obviously have it out for me and wants to make sure to get rid of me.
That's why I am in San Francisco today to sign forms to apply for my travel documents for China. It does not mean that I will be deported immediately. It's just the beginnings process.
I don't have the exact details of what will happen next. I will share then with everyone when the time comes.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Quote of the Week (97)
- Jack London
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Missing My Folks
I will actively pursue a relationship with my relatives when I am able to.
Friday, November 10, 2006
I'm looking forward to babysitting my niece who will be arriving in December.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Second Time is a Charm
The youth and their parents can count on Jane to be a strong advocate for their education interests.
Thank you for supporting Jane.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
As I glanced through the pages of the book, poem 24 captured my attention:
I, a seven foot man, am ashamed I cannot extend myself.
Curled up in the enclosure, my movements are dictated by others.
Enduring a hundred humiliations, I can only cry in vain.
This person's tears fall, but what can the blue heavens do?
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Now that I'm ready to start a new life that I should have begun twenty-four years ago, I may not get a chance to do so. However, I still consider myself a success.
Hopefully, my success will continue on American soil.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Guilty Before Proven Innocent
Well, what the corporal failed to realize was that the kitchen workers are not the only ones who have access to razors. Two other working areas and the mainline population have access or have possession of disposable razors.
Somewhere between the adminstration and staff, there's a breakdown in communication. When a supervisor does not know the operation of the jail or does not investigate when an incident occurs before dishing out collective punishment, something is wrong.
The sad thing was that when the corporal was informed of the truth, he refused to change his decision or listen to reason. He did not allow anyone to challenge his authority.
Somehow, a quote came to my mind: "You're either with us, or you're against us."
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Quote of the Week (96)
- Victor Hugo
Saturday, November 04, 2006
The Smell of Memory
I wonder whether that bakery is still there.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Falling on Deaf Ears
Such is the reality of medical neglect in detention. It's not the first time and it will not be last. And I speak and understand English. Can you imagine what kind of treatment non-English speakers are getting?
I filed a grievance to demand treatment for my ear immediately. Let's see what happens. Hopefully, my grievance does not fall on deaf ears.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Everyone focused their attention on me. Some of the guys had a disbelieving look on their face. I looked at them and smiled. One guy asked, "How old are you?" Before I could respond, the teacher asked him to take a guess. The guy said I looked like I was 21 years old. Of course, they didn't believe it when I told them my real age.
Somehow, the duration of my confinement has become an ice breaker. I don't blame people. I would be curious too if I knew someone who had been locked up for 20 years.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Happy New Month
In the meantime, I'm stuck in immigration custody at the expense of the federal government - $100 a day.
It gets frustrating for me at times knowing that I could be out in the community helping people instead of doing dead time in custody. However, I do understand that once I get over this hurdle and win my stay in this country, the whole world will be in my hands.
I hope the new month will have good news for me.