I helped a girl apply for citizenship here in the US. Her parents came from Brazil and gave birth to her here. I cared about her more than anyone I could care about besides my family. And beyond anything else, I wanted her to be successful in life, to have options. I grew up knowing that I had to value education and the options I've been given to learn and have the potential to do something, and I wanted her to have the same thing.

So yeah, I helped her apply, and she got in. She got a job at a shoe place, and that was pretty much when she stopped talking to me. That same year I went off to college and she stayed home working at that place. We ended up having different values. I tried to push her to apply for Financial Aid, to go for a college, but she seemed rather content with the shoe place. Then we had a spat and a falling out.

I'm glad I did it. I'm glad she has the option to do what she wants know, even if it's school or going straight to work, or whatever. That's what's important. And seeing her face when she found out she could stay here legally was so, so worth it. Beyond that, it's made me knowledgable about immigration laws, and it's something I'm passionate about nowadays.

So yeah. I dunno if it's possible to measure "impact". In this instance, it could be seen as small to one person, huge to another.