I am wishing for the first time that I had a U.S. citizenship, or at least a Green Card!
Falling for Craig's List lately has opened up my eyes to many tempting work opportunities out there. Acting, modeling, commercials, blogging, etc. Being curious about all that is creative and unique, these temptations piled up in my "see but can't touch" list. Why? Because I am an international student, with an F1 visa. I cannot work until a year of full time enrollment in university is over. After that, my advisor must approve of the job being relative to my program of study, then the International Office has to filter it and process it. Processing time can take up to a week.
There's a limit to how much a curious person can keep away from!
In Saudi Arabia, gender was "the limitation," yet it was so wonderful being a female that I never wished to become anything else. The game of politics in Saudi Arabia is this:
"When God closes a door, someway He opens a window!"
And accordingly, I had always found compensation for what I could not get, which helped me continue to be tolerant. But now, as the the nationality became the limitation, the F1 visa that I once held to the sky as I exited the US embassy, the visa that was my gateway to studying in the States, is culminating around me in the form of prison bars.
And I cannot help but wonder, does the United States of America derive its fame from promoting THE DREAM to the people, or merely the INACESSIBILITY of it?