I got up extra early this morning to cast my vote, and I swear, the whole vibe at the poll was different than anything I’ve ever experienced before. People were cheerful, even pleasant, and smiles were plentiful. I walked into the booth to cast my vote, and I took a bit longer than usual, making sure that everything was where it was supposed to be, and that I was not making an inadvertant mistake. For the first time in a long time I felt that as a Latina, this vote was going to make a huge impact on the history of the United States…and as a Latina, I felt pride.
As I drew the lever to cast my vote, I saw a stranger, pat my son David on the back, congratulating him on his first Presidential election, and I smiled. How many other young Latinos have registered and are voting for the first time, for such a momentous occasion? I looked around the school auditorium, in my incredibly diverse neighborhood in Brooklyn, New York, and everywhere I looked I saw smiles, good cheer…and hope. My eyes met Dave’s and he said, “Let’s go, mom….Obamanos!” I feel the winds of change.
Get out there and make it count. VOTE! VOTE! VOTE! It’s the only way we will make a difference!