At Last – A Dreamer’s Story – Flash Fiction

At Last – A Dreamer’s Story

It was finally here and the magnitude of the moment had not been lost on me.  Yes, I was nervous.  Who wouldn’t be?  It was not every day a woman like me, who had come from such humble beginnings, would now be standing here in these hallowed halls.

As I waited, a strange feeling came over me as if someone else was inhabiting my body.  A weight had been lifted off my shoulders and I felt liberated and strong.  The pit in my stomach magically disappeared and I felt the adrenaline rush of confidence. 

I was meant to be here.  It felt familiar and I knew somehow, inexplicably, that I had stood here in this same spot before.  At this moment, reading what I have just written, I now believe my signature on this document gives me the freedom I have longed for.

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Lillian is hosting Prosery Monday at D’Verse Poets and has prompted us with a line from Louise Gluck’s Faithful and Virtuous Night – reading what I have just written, I now believe. Prosery challenge is to write no more than 144 words, excluding the title, and use this line from the selected poem.

Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals (DACA). In the US “Dreamer” describes a person who has lived in the US without official authorization since coming to the country as a minor. People of this description who met certain conditions would be eligible for a special immigration status under federal legislation first proposed in 2001. This is a controversial and politically charged subject and Trump has tried to reverse the Dream Act as part of his anti immigration agenda. However, late last Friday afternoon, a federal district judge ordered the Trump administration to fully reinstate the Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals (DACA) program, which allows nearly 700,000 undocumented immigrants who came to the United States as children to live and work there. Courtesy of Vox

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