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I am writing to you today not only to tell you who I am, but also to tell you a little bit about the other people in my life who helped make me who I am. It is always easy to sit and take credit for the accomplishments we have made in our lives, but it is always a bit more difficult to recognize all the people who helped us make those accomplishments. Yet the truth is that there is not a single person in this world who is truly a self-made person, we are all the products of our society and I am no exception.
Some of us have been given an enormous amount of privilege while others have left to suffer great deals of pain. While I have certainly seen much pain in my life, overall I realize that I am an extremely privileged person. I could have ended up living in poverty, left to fend for myself hoping and praying for nothing more than a roof over my head and a warm meal on my table. Instead I am sitting here in my own home writing this and dreaming of the day I can go back to college once again to get a more advanced degree so that I can go on to be a college professor in Sociology. I can dream this dream knowing that I actually have a good chance of accomplishing it, and the only reason I can dream of accomplishing such a goal is because of the people that have helped make this world a better place.
My childhood was a bit difficult. I grew up living with a brother who suffered from a severe case of schizophrenia. I would always go home to a situation in which I did not know what was going to happen to me, I did not know if he was going to break one day and seriously hurt me or someone in my family, I did not know what kind of hurtful words he would throw at me, and I did not know what my friends would think of me the next time my brother acted out.
Then one day my brother disappeared. When we eventually heard from him we found out he was no longer in Minnesota. He had hitchhiked out to New York City with only $20 to his name and he was living on the streets of Manhattan. I was young at the time so it was difficult for me to understand the full extent of what my brother was going through, in fact I was kind of relieved when he left because I wouldn't have to be living in fear of him anymore. Today I certainly think differently. Today it troubles me to look back and think about how troubled my childhood must have been if I could have actually felt relieved to find out my brother was homeless and in a very dangerous situation.
Fortunately however the story does not end there. My brother taken in by a homeless shelter in New York, and eventually got flown back to Minnesota. When he got back here he was still in pretty bad shape, and he remained in bad shape for a few years to follow. Eventually however they found a medication which works for him, and he started change rapidly in a very positive way. It took me several years before I could really recognize the change, I had been so upset by the way he had turned my life upside down in the past that it took me a while to really recognize that he was a different person. Now I certainly recognize the enormous positive changes that he has made in his life however.
Today he has his own apartment and is able to live independently without trouble. He is still unable to work, but he does receive enough money in Social Security to live a stable life. My brother's life was saved because of progressive values, which allowed our society to have the social safety net to help a person like my brother who would have otherwise had no chance.
Progressive values not only saved my brother however, they saved me as well. After the difficulties of my childhood I had basically given up on life by the time I became a teenager. I pretty much stopped talking to everyone except my closest friends. I became so shy that I would often go the whole day without saying any more than a few words. I did not care about my future anymore, because I thought I had no hope left. I started moving into the work world by taking dead end jobs at convenience stores, fast food, and at one point I was cleaning movie theaters for a wage which barely exceeded the minimum. Through much of the time I was doing this I was actually quite right-wing in many of my political views and I thought I was being paid the fair market wage and did realize the extent to which I was being taken advantage of.
Eventually however I had taken a little too much abuse, I started to get upset and my views started to shift to the left. I decided to go to college, I did not think I actually had a chance of graduating I simply wanted to learn a little bit more. When I got there however things started to change rapidly. I had a English teacher who somehow saw a great potential in me the moment I set foot in the door of the college, and she encouraged me to write my thoughts without fear of what others would think of my opinion. This was 2001, and just a couple weeks after the class began 9/11 happened. Our assignment was to write about our reactions to the event. I did write, I wrote my fears that the Bush administration was going to use this event as an excuse to launch a pointless war and clamp down on our civil liberties. I wrote about the innocent people around the world that have been killed by acts of militarism by our government. And not only did I write but I spoke. Here I was a person who barely talked to anyone suddenly starting to speak out in a very public fashion at a time when hardly any one else was speaking out.
I thought my words would probably eventually get me into trouble but I did not care, I just wanted to make my time in college something I could proud of even if it caused me to develop a bad reputation with some of the people who graded me. But it just so happens that I did not get in trouble for my words, in fact suddenly I started a respect from people that I never thought I would see. I ended semester at college with a report card straight A's a feat I never would have dreamed possible to accomplish. As I went on I continued to get high grades in all my subjects, and eventually was able to transfer to Hamline University which is one of the most respected private colleges in Minnesota and I graduated Magna cum Laude.
I am now working a full time job which is going to provide me with great future opportunities, and my dream of going on to get an advanced degree in Sociology is very much a realistic dream today. I did not get here on my however, I got here because of the progressive movement that has given people opportunities to succeed by providing us with education, support for families with people who have disabilities, and all the other things that we so often take for granted.
It is important that we step back sometimes and look at what others have done for us because not a single successful person has ever gotten where they are on their own. We have so many people assisting us every day in whatever we do and often we don't even recognize it. We don't see the person who stitches our clothes for us, or the farmer who grows our food, or the person who scrubs the toilets of the public restrooms we use, all of these people make our lives more livable yet they do not get the recognition for it. We all have a lot to be thankful for, and I am thankful for everything that everyone has done to make me a successful person.
I want to thank every single person here today who has stood up for a more progressive America, each and every one has made my life and the lives of countless others better. Keep up the fight, we can make a better world.
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