Not going to get into the politics of it - except to say that in my opinion, our current system is broken, and rather than just dealing with current undocumented people, we need to completely revise how we let people in.
My thoughts are mostly for these kids - how incredibly scared they must be, and how incredibly desperate their families must have been to send them. One of the scariest trips I ever took in my life was one summer when I was in my early teens - I'd been spending the summer with my grandparents down in southern Utah, and Mom called asking them to send me back up to Idaho, because we were moving and she needed me there. I can't remember why it was a rush - I think we got the message later than we should have because we'd been out camping. Anyway - grandpa took me down to the Greyhound office (well, the hotel that doubled as a Greyhound office - we're talking St George in the 70s). The office there wasn't open, so grandpa gave me the price of a ticket and the driver said I could ride to Cedar City and buy a ticket there.
However... when I got to the ticket office, there had been a price increase that we didn't know about, and I didn't have quite enough for a ticket. I had 30 minutes to have a mini-breakdown and figure out what to do - and no idea who I could call for help. Considering the panic and desperation I felt - and then multiplying that by the lack of a common language, being shoved into a system that regards them as illegal, the enormity of the difficulties these children are going through... I can't imagine how they are surviving.
I eventually got by through the grace of a trucker who took pity on a little girl who was crying in the ticket office (and gave me 5 dollars for breakfast to boot - thank God for truckers with a heart). And I've been hearing stories of citizens who are trying to help out the kids. May we always find some grace in our hearts to help as much as we can.
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