“There is so much beauty in where you come from. So much that it terrifies some that do not come from there. This, the way you adorn your lips with their language when they cannot even begin to speak yours. This, the softness with which you carry both your culture and other one you are learning. These, the shoulders on which you bear two countries. And even when their words taunt the way this second language sits in your mouth, you hold your head up with pride. You wear your words so beautifully, even on a foreign tongue they flow with majesty. Splitting oceans and continents apart, you have grown in another land, and you are made of such survival, you have built a home in another. Your ancestors are proud, they are, of everything you have done, everything you have become.”