America Is My Chance

At 6’10” he was the tallest bellhop we’d ever seen. His ebony skin was in stark contrast to his brilliant smile—which shone every time he apologized for his broken English. 

He carefully managed our suitcases and guided us to our hotel room. We asked where he was from. He’d traveled from Kenya—wanting a new beginning in America.

Working nights, he went to college during his days. “Take years to learn enough.” (Smiling broadly again) “Hard work brings good life.” He pointed to the ground and said, “America is my chance.”

America is our chance too. Let’s celebrate the opportunities and work through the challenges. We are America, one nation with many shades of the same color. And that color is called freedom. Let’s celebrate liberty—together.

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