Tuesday, June 06, 2006

 

Migrant Trail Walk


A camelbak filled with ice cold water, sunglasses, cell phone, a team of volunteers providing me with food and more water. With all these resources at my disposal what kept me free from fear of not being able to make it through the desert was a piece of paper in my pocket.

I had the pleasure of participating in the 3rd Annual Migrant Trail Walk. While most volunteers spent the week walking 73 miles from Sasabe, I jumped on the bandwagon for the last 7 miles and mc'd the post-rally.

It was a great opportunity to talk with good folks and see old friends. I was speaking with a great professor from Arizona State University and we both commented on how in the future this period of our history will be looked back upon with great amazement. I believe that there will be a day when children read in thier history books about a time when people were not free to move across borders in search of work. The children will certainly be amazed that thousands of people lost thier lives and hundreds of thousands were forced to risk thier lives walking through the desert for days or getting on a raft and hoping you do not drown.

I am sure that the children will also be amazed that not more people stood up and did something about the horrible situation. They'll wonder why people were so afraid of reaching out and lending a hand to their fellow human being.

Perhaps they'll understand the fear (prosecution from government), but hopefully they will not accept the fear has a valid reason for not doing more.

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