Hi guys! Let's start by saying that Brooklyn is, in a word, enlightening. My generation, in the U.S., is possibly the farthest, in mindset, from the immigrants of the 20th century. As a young adult, it's hard to grasp the courage of our ancestors who traveled here, through challenges we couldn't begin to fathom. The why behind immigration hasn't been lost on me, or the fear that comes with it. I've traveled internationally before, and moved away from home. I'm well aware of how living in America is simpler and more beneficial than living in a country with less opportunity. I understand the homesickness aspect of it too. The only thing we can't really relate to is immigration feeling like the only choice. If we move or leave home, it's generally because we want too. It's not our only option to lead a full life, like it was Eilise's.
Leaving Ireland, and coming to Brooklyn, was the only option to reach her full potential. This is not the case in our easy lives. I can walk out my front door, and there is a job opportunity in any field I could want. I think this is the point of Brooklyn, to give perspective. Everyone needs it at some point in their life. It's what Eilise needed, and it's what she found in coming to America. Parts of the book are hard to read, and sad, but it's an honest depiction of the hardships of immigration, which is the only real way to understand if you haven't been through it yourself.