
In honor of Women’s History Month, the O’Neill School is using our March blogs as a platform to highlight the women of O’Neill, including students, faculty, and alumni, and their work to make a difference in our communities.
Written by: Sara Hindi, BSPA’16 and current O’Neill MPA student
Women’s History Month is a time to recognize and celebrate the women who have broken barriers and inspired us. In my personal and professional life, that means honoring the strength and resilience of immigrant and refugee mothers and women, including my grandmother—a Palestinian refugee—and my mother who emigrated from Jordan to Indianapolis in 1997 with my father and their three young children.
My own family’s journey made me a passionate advocate for other immigrants. That passion turned into a career I love, thanks to O’Neill IUPUI and the Center for Service and Learning at IUPUI, and an internship with Exodus Refugee Immigration that opened the door to a full-time job.
Exodus Refugee is a local resettlement agency dedicated to welcoming and serving refugees and other forcibly displaced populations who now live in Indianapolis. In the last five years, we have welcomed 2,268 refugees from countries including Burma, Democratic Republic of the Congo, Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Sudan, and more. We greet them at the airport and help them with employment services, English classes, case management, and much more. We even have a program dedicated specifically to helping refugee women and mothers overcome additional barriers.
In my five years at Exodus, I’ve had the privilege of getting to know many refugee mothers and women. I’ve heard many stories of grief, loss, and trauma—but these stories are also rooted in strength and perseverance. It has given me deep admiration for mothers and women who leave everything behind in war-torn countries to find a safe place to call home. For many, this is a life-or-death decision—leaving their home is the only way to survive.
They leave behind family, friends, language, and culture to raise their children in a new and unfamiliar country, with the hope that their child can get an education and a safe place to call home. When I ask mothers what their hopes and dreams are in Indianapolis, they often respond with, “I just want my kids to go to school and get an education.” They have left everything they know behind, not for themselves, but for their children.