“As a public defender in Honduras, I had no say in what cases I was given. I eventually ended up representing members from rival gangs. Both sides threatened my life and that of my family. I decided to leave Honduras because it was no longer safe for us. I moved here to Maryland and now work in the food industry. It’s tough for me going from being a respected lawyer to making burritos, especially when you get discriminated against because of the way you look and speak. But the students make it better, I feel as if I have a duty to make sure they get fed.”
What keeps you going?
“Well, I have a family to feed and they need me to be strong. Some days I feel as if I’ve lost all hope, as if there is no future for me. But deep down I have this dream of working in a law firm and practicing law once again.”