Silvana Lezama: “My Mother’s Accent Sounds Like Survival”

I am the daughter of the woman, who married a revolutionary, only to learn he couldn’t fight as hard as her, daughter of the woman who outran those terrorists.

I am the daughter of the woman who left her country as a doctor and came to America as a waitress, daughter of the woman whose brilliant mind couldn’t be expressed in a second language.

I am the daughter of the woman who worked two jobs in the day, went to school at night, and fought cancer in between time.

I am the daughter of the woman who put food on the table, daughter of the woman who had no money and made miracles out of prayers.

I am the daughter of the woman with the thick accent.

You will hear her courage, her purpose, her victory. And when she speaks, you will hear those mountains she’s still moving for me.

I am the daughter of an immigrant.

I am daughter of a refugee.

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