Both my parents were immigrants, as were many of their friends, the parents of the children with whom I grew up. Of course I respect and admire immigrants and their undeniable contributions to America, as we all should.
I was a very sickly child. My parents were immigrants. They were not decorous. They were not discreet. They always thought I was gonna die.
My parents were electrical engineers, immigrants from China, and we were always just in a state of struggle, building our life.
My parents were immigrants.
My parents were immigrants and janitors.
Several Southeastern tribes have long said that their ancestors received immigrants from Mesoamerica and that these immigrants introduced many cultural changes. Far too few anthropologists were listening.
Once I thought to write a history of the immigrants in America. Then I discovered that the immigrants were American history.
Nearly every study shows that competition from cheap foreign labor undercuts the wages of American workers and legal immigrants.
Academics were important to my parents, as immigrants. Education is where it all begins.
Though my parents were professionals and expected me to go to college, they were immigrants from India with no idea about how the admissions process worked in the United States or the importance of standardized tests.
All across this country, undocumented immigrants are living in fear of seeing their families torn apart because of our broken immigration system. Many of those immigrants are children who were brought here at a young age through no fault of their own.
This is a nation of immigrants. We welcome people coming to this country as immigrants. My dad was born in Mexico of American parents; Ann's dad was born in Wales and is a first-generation American. We welcome legal immigrants into this country.
American food is the food of immigrants. You go back a couple of hundred years, and we were all immigrants, unless we're going to talk about Native American cuisine.
Being that my parents and I were immigrants to Canada, I didn't have the most lavish life growing up.
Immigration is not an issue that I read about in the newspaper or watch a documentary on PBS or CNN. It's an issues I've lived around my whole life. My family are immigrants. My wife's family are immigrants. All of my neighbors are immigrants.
I think my parents were immigrants, you know, so I guess I would be first generation. Growing up in California.