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Sunday, May 5, 2019

ANDE'S EL PASO DIARY - LIGHT IN BORDER DARKNESS




From under the bridge detention--to rooms, a table, sandwiches for the next leg of journey to family

El Paso Day 1
Hit the ground running.  Getting immigration information from migrants, giving meals, making sure they understand how to use things in their rooms, making sure they are prepared for their journeys by giving them clean clothes and underwear, etc.  they are all so helpful and they sit quietly.  Today Mike drove some to the bus.  I was left in charge.
El Paso Day 3
I’m amazed at the resourcefulness of these refugees.  They wear T-shirts for dresses (on the little girls), Onezis on toddlers, hats for belts, people eating baby cereal because we ran out of real cereal, men getting the heavy water jugs full.
It’s a wonder and it’s beautiful.

El Paso Day 4  Today Mike and I got a break.  We are resting in our room at the shelter.  This morning I got up at 6am to wake up 2 women and their children for their airport run.  All refugees here have people we contact who buy them a bus or airline ticket.  One woman is going to Washington State by bus!!
Many men here have a child with them.  (Probably some back home too.) I think it increases their chances of staying in the U.S. if they have their child.  An extreme case was a 20 yr oldboy whose first language was not Spanish, with a 6 month old.  The baby was drinking juice from a bottle top, not sucking.  I’m afraid for them.
El Paso Day 5  Today an amazing thing happened.  Here is the story.  We have 2 large trays of mashed potatoes in the fridge.  Can’t help.  Oh well. 
Then 10 minutes later, I am emptying a bag of garbage in dumpster, outside with a little Guatemalan boy.  A man and his daughter walk up and wants to ask questions about our situation here.  He wants his daughter to bring some of her unused clothes here.  So I show them around.  During our conversation he tells me his mom runs the restaurant!!! He calls her and we put our cold mashed potatoes in the oven.  A small but sweet blessing.
El Paso Day 6.  This morning I got up at 5  to wake a woman and child so they could catch their ride to Houston, 15 hours from here by bus.  She is from Honduras.  She came here by bus also.  It took her 8 days.  Her daughter is 8 years old.  They lewft a 4 year old back in Honduras with family.  Mom hopes to work in a store.  The little girl wants to go to school.


El Paso day 7.  Last eve we had 3 desperate bus loads of people from CBP. First was 30 ish, second 60ish, and just when I thought I had put the last person in the last room, they brought 10 more people. 
Getting these tired, dirty (some who have been sleeping under bridge outside), their eyes are red and scratchy, noses may be running. They sit with infinite patience while their children squirm or sprawl out sleeping on floor. We feed them and welcome them and make sure they have a bed and shower in a safe place. 
One man who I put in a room with his family and explained in my Spanglish the intricacies of flushing the toilet or using the shower, I saw later , outside. The sun was shining, and he was standing in the courtyard , smiling, big smile, naked torso wrapped with a clean white towel
around his waist. His whole self was deeply enjoying the present moment                                             

El Paso Day 8. It is our day off.  Last night mike and I tipped a few with another volunteer who leaves tomorrow.  Here’s a couple of things.  Immigration brought people last night, some without papers.  When they don’t have papers they have no legal photo I.D. They can’t fly, they can only travel by bus. When they have no papers they can’t even do that.
A woman from Brazil was sooo mad because immigration did take her photograph.  They just didn’t include it on her paperwork.  Forgot? Mistake? On purpose?
2nd story.  We generate a lot of garbage.  So we put up a sign by the watering hole saying “write your name on your cup”.  Some little boys did.  But then they put their cup right back in the stack.  Oh well.
Someone brought about 10 boxes of canned corn.  I said to her “What!  We have no place to heat this up” so she took back the unopened cans.  My Bad because the refugees took those cans and ate that corn like it was Thanksgiving. 
El Paso  Day 9
Heard Story from another volunteer today about a man and son who walked every day for 15 days. 1 hour of sleep a night, only drinking water. Sounds like an exaggeration to me, but even so half that would be almost impossible. 
One volunteer here is N 80 yr old nun. She worked for 10 years in El Salvador. She met with both side of the conflict helping to sort things out. 
We have local volunteers, one from Wash. D.C., Vermont, Denver. Albuquerque, and of course Michigan. Some have raised money and we're spending it on clothes. Some are fluent in Spanish and are doing the phone work. 
My big contribution has been to befriend the restaurant manager (remember the cold potatoes miracle), and get her to make us delicious Mexican food everyday. She is happy to do it. She undercuts all the competition and she's makin bank.
El Paso day 10
This man drove from Houston (15 hours by car) to pick up his wife and 2 kids. It was beautiful to behold. 
The other, similarly grateful person is leaving for the bus. 
(I know none of you will post any photos on social media)
Just another day in paradise.
El Paso day 11
These are the paper bracelets worn by the refugees while in detention. We cut the off their wrists when they arrive. They're pretty worn and dirty. 
The people I've met have. Even mostly from Guatemala. Next would be Honduras then El Salvador, Brazil, Nicaragua only 2 families. The one family each from Ecuador, Cuba. The Brazilians seem to be the most prosperous or middle class   
The 2nd picture is pork and beans with cilantro. Very good. Gonna try that one.
El Paso day 12
A volunteer took refugees to the airport this morning. (This happens everyday). While there she was alerted to a woman and child from our shelter who could not board a plane (we thought it was because she had no photo on her immigration papers). She came to us a week ago without Any papers. (Mistake at CBP) and has been at the Mesa inn since.
Meri, the volunteer, leaves the airport with her. They stop at Starbucks for coffee ( Meri is thoughtful that way). In the line at Starbucks is a TSA worker. Meri chats with him and soon they are talking about The Situation. TSA guy looks at paperwork and says "this paperwork is fine".
They hurry back to airport. Go back to Delta. Meri is sure the flight has left. NOPE. So they run to security, and Iris, gets on her plane to her family.
We all had a hug fest when Meri tells us this sweet wonderful story
Apparently the real problem was El Paso airport was overwhelmed this morning with Central American refugees

El Paso Day 13
I asked a man today who traveled with his wife and 2 daughters how he got here from Honduras.  He said part by bus and part walking.  They walked for 2 weeks in Mexico.  While walking robbers stole his money and cell phone.  They took pictures of his family and made threats against them.  They had little food and no security.  Sister Arlene had a similar conversations with 2 young mothers.  They stole everything of value.
El Paso Day 14.
Today is our last day here.  We have trained our replacements and we leave in the morning.  I’m not sure I mentioned that we have been living at the Mesa Inn.  A half star hotel.  It is rented by Annunciation House to house the refugees.  It has this sign taped to the front desk. (For those without the photo I will tell you.  It says “We do not knowingly rent to undocumented aliens.  If you are and undocumented alien DO NOT RENT HERE”). I’m pretty sure they know what’s going on in the back rooms here. [All our Annunciation House guests have documents given them by ICE, and a court date for their initial refugee status hearing.] 
So I have this sweet little Guatemalan girl’s face in my mind.  A round  little face, pig tails, I caught her singing once.  Her dad is maybe 22 yr old.  They took a bus somewhere.  We make them signs in English saying “I only speak Spanish.  Can you help me.  I have a ticket already”.  My final prayer is for all our refugees to reach a safe haven where they can be productive and happy and feel safe.  Esp. my little girl.
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1 comment:

  1. Thank you for sharing these heart rending stories....and for being there to assist and care for these impoverished immigrants...bringing your strong faith and health career backgrounds as blessing tools for healing. God love & bless you both!

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