When I first came to the United States, I remember one of the first things that I saw was homeless people sleeping on the sides of Manhattan when we arrived in New York. And I remember turning to my father and saying, “This does not look like the America you promised.” And my father said, “Hush, child, we are going to get to our America.” Because the America we were shown in the orientation states when we were coming here from the refugee camps in Kenya had beautiful homes with white picket fences, happy families eating a full meal in their beautiful living rooms, it had happy children getting on the bus to go to their beautiful schools, it had pictures of amazing malls, megamalls, and had pictures of beautifully built bridges and highways. It was a picture of abundance. That is the ideal. That is the America we all know we deserve.[Cheers and applause] But our reality is full of homeless people, our reality is full of families who have moms and debts — and dads who are going without breakfast or dinner to provide for their children. The reality is children showing up to schools that are full of mold and leaking rooftops. Our reality is children who are facing drills every single day to learn about how they can escape being shot in our schools.