Leia o trecho do relato de um imigrante ao jornal britânico
The Guardian.I’ve never thought of myself as an immigrant, although I suppose technically I am one. I’m a British citizen, and happy to be, although, in a deeper sense, I might describe myself, nationally speaking, as homeless – and proud of it. There’s much to be said for the philosophical notion of homelessness or the “other”. I’m committed to my family, to certain moral values, to people who share them, to my work, less so to nations or flags as such. I left Israel for the first time as a boy, in 1967, after the six-day war. I lived in Berkeley, in the US, came back to Israel, left for good as a graduate student and came to study classics in Oxford.
Acesso em: 15.02.2017. Adaptado.
De acordo com o texto, o imigrante
