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Updated 3/10/19:More than fifty years ago, in a college class, I sat next to a student who often spoke of his plans to marry his girlfriend and join the Peace Corps.About 6 months later, he called to inform me that Peace Corps recruiters were on campus. Although I had no particular interest in the Peace Corps, on a whim, I went for an interview, a test, and an application. A few months later I was accepted for a Peace Corps program in Brazil.After college and intense training, in August of 1967, a few days after I turned 22, I was sent to the “middle-of-nowhere,” a small town without full-time electricity, no running water nor a sewage system. Even after weeks of Portuguese classes, I struggled to speak the language, but the Brazilians were warm, welcoming, and forgiving when I made mistakes.The town’s name was Glória (pronounced GLOR-ee-ah) which means “heaven” in Portuguese.Here I am, leaning against a pole in front of the house I shared with Brunie, another Volunteer, receiving mail from the postman. In the background are some of my neighbors. (Photo-bombing is nothing new.) I’m not sure when this was taken, but I’m guessing 1968, after I had been there about a year. The other Volunteer in town (Brunie) took this photo (used with permission.) We overlapped a year. She left around Aug or Sept 1968. Two years later she rejoined the Peace Corps and served in Upper Volta (now Burkina Faso.)I was assigned to teach English at a high school that had been in existence for only 3 years, but I also worked on community projects, taught literacy, and (with my BS in art education) created poster-sized illustrations from a medical book for the doctor who showed up once a week. He ran a small medical school in another town and sometimes had only one textbook. The illustrations were used to instruct his students.When I left my Peace Corps service (1967-69) after 2 years, I was fluent in Portuguese and in love with Brazil, but ready to return home.However, I had little hope for my students. The town had few job opportunities. My students struggled to pay high school tuition and would have to move to another town, pay room, board, and tuition to attend a colégio (similar to our last 2 years of high school.) If they were able to do well there, and were lucky enough to earn a coveted spot at the Federal University in the capital city, tuition would be free. But I assumed few would be able to do that. After returning to the U.S., I didn’t know if I had made a difference in Brazil, even though I certainly had gained a valuable experience for myself.After losing touch with everyone I knew in Brazil, 40 years later I was able to contact someone via the internet who hadn’t been born when I was there, but he put me in touch with several former students who invited me to visit.After finding an article online about Jorge Henrique a poet and professor in the colégio in the town where I served, I sent him an email which he passed on to former students. This is Jorge and his wife.On my return trip (2011), any doubts about my impact were gone when forty friends and former students met Brunie and me at the airport. They hosted us in their homes, drove us all over the state, and arranged two dinners to honor us (40–80 guests at each) one in the capital and one in the “middle-of-nowhere” town which had grown into a thriving metropolis.About half of the people who showed up in Aracajú, (pronounce ah-rock-ah-JEW) the state capital, for a dinner reception for me and Brunie. They are friends, former students, and their children. I’m seated in the green shirt. The woman in a white sleeveless top toward the right of the photo, was the other Volunteer (Brunie) who served in the same town. (We overlapped a year.) We live on opposite sides of the U.S., so coordinated our travel to meet in Rio and fly together to the state of Sergipe (pronounced sir-JEEP-ee.) We then went on to Salvador and Manaus (pronounced man-OUSE- last syllable rhymes with house.) in the Amazon region. She and her husband headed home and I went on to Iguaçu Falls and then spent a few days with a friend in Rio.The best part of my return trip was discovering that nearly all of my students had found a way to continue their educations. Four sisters had become agronomists, a job generally regarded as a male occupation. One man owned a multimillion-dollar advertising firm and employed most of his relatives. One had been the first woman to work for the Bank of Brazil. After an early retirement, she went back to school to become a lawyer. One was a meteorologist. Others had become doctors, nurses, teachers, professors, engineers, social workers, business owners, home economists, and more. I felt like a proud parent.Students in 1969 showing off their new school uniforms. Neuzice and Eunice, on the left, are 2 of the sisters who became agronomists. Celia, on the right, has her PhD in social work and teaches at the state’s federal university. These three are also in the photo above.At my Peace Corps site, most of my students had lived in crowded mud-brick homes. Forty years later, they were living in lovely homes with all the modern conveniences they didn’t have as youths. They were happy and successful in their family-lives and professions.One of the reasons many of them became successful is that, in that region of Brazil (the northeast) my students were the first generation to attend universities. Several told me that until Brunie and I arrived, they never considered that women could go to college. In addition, many of my students came from homes with many siblings, keeping them poor and, in many cases, resulting in their mothers dying young. My students’ generation decided to limit the number of children they had so that they could have a better life. A September 2011 National Geographic article attributed the change to popular Brazilian soap operas, where women had jobs and only 1 to 3 children. (PHOTOS: How Soap Operas And Female Empowerment Helped Bring Down Brazil's Fertility Rate)As a bonus, on that trip I was able to cross 3 things from my bucket list: returning to my Peace Corps site, visiting Iguaçu Falls, and traveling to the Amazon region.Me, age 66, at Iguaçu FallsI don't think a day has passed since my Peace Corps days when I haven’t thought about Brazil —its natural beauty, fabulous music and culture, and especially the wonderful Brazilians who were my students and became my friends. Despite later successes as a teacher, artist and writer, I still consider my Peace Corps experience as the most rewarding of my life—something that started on a mere whim.

Compared to the millions apprehended in previous years?No, I don’t.I do consider it an issue that the Trump Administration is pursuing policies that are contributing to a humanitarian crisis. In the past two years, they haveImplemented a zero tolerance policy that forced children to be separated from their familiesIncreasingly employed metering tactics to discourage migrant applications at points of entry, creating chaotic conditions in border communitiesNarrowed the avenues by which migrants can apply for asylum. Namely, by excluding victims of domestic and gang violence.This has only encouraged migrants to cross illegally, and driven them into the hands of human smugglers and criminals at the border.“”“What we have seen is that no one is getting across the border,” said Hector Silva, the director of a center providing services to migrants that sits near the banks of the Rio Grande, which separates Reynosa from McAllen, Tex. “This forces families, with all the desperation they feel, to go illegally.””Apprehensions of family units have exploded, with the rise in crossings following zero tolerance leading to the highest family apprehension numbers on record.These migrants are desperate enough to cross thousands of miles risking crime, exploitation and sexual assault. They will cross outside our ports it means ensuring their families safety.With no seeming change in the migration push factors, the most likely explanation is that migrants—based on information they get from others already in the United States and from smugglers—are trying to get here to make their asylum claims before the administration brings down the next hammer.There is nothing productive being done here. Judges would go a lot farther in solving this problem than wire, yet Trump, and a good portion of his supporters, are unwilling to consider this in terms that aren’t punitive.SourcesMigrants’ Despair Is Growing at U.S. Border. So Are Smugglers’ Profits.Border apprehensions increased in 2018 – especially for migrant familiesA Wall Cannot Fix Problems at Border; Smart Solutions for Asylum Crisis CanDispatches From Mexico’s Southern Border: First in a SeriesOpinion | ‘We Are Full’: What Asylum Seekers Are Toldhttps://www.strausscenter.org/images/strauss/18-19/MSI/MSI_MeteringUpdate_190213.pdfACLU sues Trump administration over decision to exclude most asylum-seekers fleeing domestic abuse, gang violencehttps://www.washingtonpost.com/world/national-security/judge-strikes-down-trump-administration-effort-to-deny-asylum-for-migrants-fleeing-gang-violence-domestic-abuse/2018/12/19/61687d00-03b1-11e9-b6a9-0aa5c2fcc9e4_story.html

A2A. I believe you should highlight relevent subjects in your resume or CV, so that deciding committee members can see right away what sort of special training you had in your coursework, and how the courses make you a stellar choice for the program/job.I am not sure if you can highlight relevent subjects in your *official* transcript since those transcripts are usually sent directly from the registrar's office to the institution/employer, and students do not get hold of the official transcript during the process. But if you somehow CAN get hold of the official transcripts, then yes...go for it. If you are unable to manually handle your transcript, I would suggest adding it to your resume/CV, and/or just sending them a special list attached to the application mentioning the relevent and specialized courses you took.