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I left my home country of Indonesia when I was 23 years old. I didn't leave because I wanted to; I left because I had to.
See, as a Catholic growing up in a Muslim dominated country I was exposed to discrimination and religious persecution. Threats of violence against my family and I were not uncommon.
I say this knowing that not all Muslims are bad people. In fact, growing up some of my best friends were people of Islamic faith. However, when religious extremism begins to dominate a society and inform the cultural milieu, it's bad for everyone who lives there, but it's often particularly...
This is what happened in my hometown. Things got ugly, really ugly.
So my parents saved up every dime and nickel they had and bought me a one-way ticket to America. The hope was I would be able to make a better life for myself in America. And, if I got lucky, I would even be able to send for my younger brother who was also being victimized for being a Catholic.
When I arrived in America my definition of luck changed. I recognized that luck wasn't something you waited on; it was something you made. I made my own luck. I worked hard to learn English. I worked even harder to find a job. And when I found my first job, I worked as hard…
