The definition of drowning is to die through submersion in and inhalation of water.
On January 30, 2016, a small boy drowned after the boat that he was on capsized in the Aegean Sea. His body washed up on the Turkish coast. He was wearing socks with little blue cars. He and his parents were fleeing war torn Syria and were trying to reach Europe.
It is winter 2016 in America. We are contemplating the upcoming presidential election. We are worried about terrorism. We are trying to make ends meet. Each one of us has fears and challenges, but none of us has to dress our toddler up in his favorite blue stripped winter hat and take our child on an unsafe boat in order to escape the dangers of war.
America is a country that is rooted in immigration. The words “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free” should be more than a platitude, they should be words that reflect our arm that reaches out to people who seek refuge from war, poverty, violence and other life situations that make their existence intolerable. Our acceptance of the” huddled masses” is what has made America great.
When we rescue the drowning from a sea of atrocities we are the America that is a beacon of hope for the “huddled masses” of the world. We are America the Beautiful.