The Pain Of Being An Immigrant
By Manuel Luciano da Silva, M. D.
September 18 2004

In  January 1946,   (almost 59 years ago), when I first crossed the Atlantic Ocean to come from Lisbon, Portugal ,  to New York City , the sea voyage, on a “ Liberty ship”,  took 16 days!  Now we can fly from New York to Lisbon in 6 hours.

Two months after my arrival in U. S. A.,  I was called to be examined by the American Armed Forces, because I was an American  citizen since the moment I was born in Portugal, due to the fact that my father was  an American citizen before I was born. 

The results of my physical exam by the medical  army doctors were OK,  but I flanked the written  exam and because of this I was classified  as M D  meaning Mental Deficient,  because I did not know the English language!!!  But 11 years later I changed the meaning of MD,  meaning mental deficient,  to M. D.,  meaning Medical Doctor!!!

However between that time frame, I had to go through the pain of being an immigrant in U. S. A., learning the language, adjusting to a total different society. 

My first job in U. S. A.  was using the broom. This job consisted of cleaning a factory, floors and toilets,  on 23rd Street in New York City!  I attended night school, in a public school, learning the words chair, wall, ceiling, etc.  and then at New York University in the evening until I was able to take the College Entrance Exam and passed it.

But on social dealings, I had an accent, my name was obvious different from the majority of people, and immediately I was singled out as a foreign.  Somehow I got the feeling that I did not belong in America!  I was not welcomed.  This situation was painful, besides being called greenhorn!  Any immigrant is also bothered by a psychological  state of mind of an inferiority complex!...

Slowly I begun to overcome and finally I succeeded by my medical profession and also by my other accomplishments. But as I look back, it was not easy.  Sometimes was really painful! I had to have lots of guts of determination and perseverance to become victorious! 

Unfortunately many immigrants, not only Portuguese, but of other nationalities, are not able to become victorious  on this metamorphosis of  overcoming  the lengthy period of  surviving the acclimatization of finally feeling comfortably safe in U. S. A., financially and socially.

 Double proud of being a Portuguese American

This pain of being an immigrant  is, without realizing it,  passed on to our  children and even grandchildren. Now as the Portuguese immigration from Portugal , Azores and Madeira to America has stopped, the Portuguese, as an ethnic group, have to used the raw material that we have here in U. S. A.  

And if the Portuguese group – sons, daughters and mainly the grandchildren  want to  continue to improve their  Portuguese image  in this country they have to start  to read, and understand their  Portuguese roots. If they understand their Portuguese roots they will find out that Portugal is a country that has been independent for almost nine centuries, and  has a tremendous human experience in all different aspects  of human achievements: music, art, architecture, culinary,  literature, poetry, and of course on the history of the world  discoveries. They will become proud of their Portuguese roots and this will even make them better American citizens!!!  So, children and grandchildren go to it. Learn about your Portuguese roots,  and you will get a tremendous fulfillment!

All those of you that have a Portuguese name take a tip from me. To eliminate any percentage of weakness that your name might give you, learn the Portuguese History and Culture and then, like me, you will be double proud of being a Portuguese-American! You will realized that you are descendent  of Portugal – the world champion of discoveries 500 hundred years ago – and today you are  a descendent of the world champion of  the conquest of outer space – The United states of America!

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