My name is Armahn Rassuli and I am an Iranian-American. My mother and father left Iran during a time when that country was facing a revolution and there was the American Hostage Crisis. They came by themselves, entering a foreign country who’s promise to people was “”Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door”-Statue of Liberty.

They came to the United States to seek refuge and to build a better future for themselves. They did not know the language, they still had to finish high school and college, they did not have their parents, they faced racism, they were poor, and through all the adversity, they made something of themselves. Not just because of their diligence and determination, but because this country let them start over to begin with. They raised my sister and I, and made sure that we would never have to face the hardships they did. They are in every way, the embodiment of the American Dream.

Today I wonder, how many people and families were robbed of the American Dream. Today I wonder, what does “temporary” mean. Today I wonder, if it’ll be 4 years until I or any of my family members can visit Iran. Today I wonder, if it’ll be 4 years till my Iranian family can visit me. Today I wonder, if people will ask themselves if they feel “safe” now. Today I wonder, how many will question if this solves the problem or creates more of it. Today I wonder, of all those who voted for him, how many are willing to stand up against him; not because of the story I just gave you, but because of Lady Liberty herself.