Locals, Immigrants, Refugees, “Expats” - Our Common Search for Happiness
Written by Carter Charles
Benjamin Franklin was one of the most enlightened minds of America. I used to think of him as an example of the ideal type of person, one devoted to improving the conditions of mankind. I still think he was a great man but I came to see him in a more realistic light when I read the following letter, written by Franklin, in one of my history classes. Here is an excerpt:
“[I] am not without apprehensions, that through their indiscretion or ours, or both, great disorders and inconveniences may one day arise among us. Those who come hither are generally of the most ignorant stupid sort of their own nation…. [It is] almost impossible to remove any prejudices they once entertain…. Not being used to Liberty, they know not how to make a modest use of it…. I remember when they modestly declined intermeddling in our elections, but now they come in droves, and carry all [the seats]…, except in one or two counties. Few of their children in the country learn English…. The signs in our streets have inscriptions in both languages, and in some places only [in their language]: They begin of late to make all their bonds and other legal writings in their own language, which (though I think it ought not to be) are allowed good in our Courts, where […] there is continual need of Interpreters; and I suppose in a few years they will be also necessary in the Assembly, to tell one half of our legislators what the other half say. In short unless the stream of their importation could be turned from this to other colonies, […] they will soon so outnumber us, that all the advantages we have will not […] be able to preserve our language, and even our Government will become precarious” (punctuation and spelling adapted).
Franklin penned those lines in 1753 about German immigrants in Pennsylvania. You can find similar words about the Irish, Italians, and other groups, and the concerns he expressed then remain topical today.
Each wave of immigration triggers frustrations and legitimate fear on the part of the locals. The feelings are legitimate and only human, though they are expressed sometimes in harsh words; people wonder if there will be enough of the comfortable society they have built-- and the ingredients of happiness-- left for them and for their children. In fact, more often than not, their concern is not about unwillingness to share, but about whether there is enough to share.
I can’t think about a single culture where people are not proud of what they have built and are not driven by a desire to preserve it. Rather than dismissing the concerns of locals, as revolting as some may be, I am of the view that they should be listened to. As newcomers, if we want locals to understand us, we have a duty to try to understand them first. With time and reciprocal understanding, we may be able to communicate the fact that whether we carry the label of “local” or “citizen”, of “immigrant”, “refugee” or of “expat”, our common humanity is the factor that drives us to move from place to place, within the same country or abroad, in search of happiness for ourselves and for our children.
Whether they come legally or not, people come here because they long to be free. They come not to destroy, but to build. Of the “ignorant” and “swarthy” Germans Franklin was denouncing who contributed to the greatness of America, one may name freedom of the press champion John Peter Zenger, literary icon John Steinbeck, WWII General and then President Dwight (Ike) Eisenhower whose family immigrated to Pennsylvania in 1741, and more.
Politics aside, people similarly celebrated the fact that former President Nicolas Sarkozy’s family had emigrated from Hungary, that former Prime Minister Manuel Valls was born in Barcelona and still has relatives there. Yes, some may say that there wasn’t much cultural difference between them and native French people. But that does not change the fact that their families came from somewhere else in search of happiness.
I am not naïve about the potential for social, economic, cultural disruption that a wave of immigration and refugee crises can cause, as opposed to the less-controversial “expatriates”. These waves do put a lot of pressure on “the system” (schools, social services, way of life, etc.). But a backward and forward look beyond the present shows that they and their children will give back much more than they now take in.
And, all in all, it will be a sad day when people will not want to look for happiness, peace and refuge in the West anymore.
Over the last year we have developed close relationships built on mutual trust with many of the families we help. We know their names, their personal stories, and individual needs. We are fully aware that our donations are only a temporary band aid for a larger problem. A bag of groceries only goes so far, and they will be back the following Saturday for more. Sometimes, though, we can make a bigger impact in someone’s life.
Selfies with friends. Shurooq and Sasha enjoy shopping together.
Suzanne Kaufman’s colorful illustrations are a delightful pair to Alaxandra Penfold’s narrative stating “all are welcome here,” no matter one's appearance or background.