Not long after, I come to realize that I am able to reach further in the world. Being a woman from a poor community doesn’t set my destination in this world. When I encounter people I have never encountered with, once in a while, I am questioned where I am from or what my ethnicity is. As soon as I respond, “I am a Chicana from Los Angeles. ” I soon get the follow up question, “Where in L.A?”…
I am a Mexican-American woman with certain views of the world. I don’t believe that my place in the world is next to a man, nor do I believe that my sole purpose in life is to procreate. I am a woman who needs and wants her independence. I am also a 33 years old working class woman.…
Being the co-founder of a club is a challenge that can be overcomed with strong resilience skills and the desire to pursue a clear goal. When my partner and I were thinking about starting something new, we focused on things that we either cared about or enjoyed doing. Since we were both undocumented, I brought up the idea of creating a club that would unite students together regardless of their citizenship status. As a result, we created the Latinos United Club. In my mind I pictured a club that will balance educational and cultural support.…
I grew up in a Mexican household, so I always had to deal with my family’s special way of doing things. One thing that the women in my family used to do involved curing a baby’s hiccups. When a baby gets hiccups, a member of my family (usually a woman) would get a piece of red string, wet it, roll it in a little ball, and put in in the middle of the baby’s forehead. That would make the hiccups stop. I never knew this was considered “weird” to other people until I was in the second grade…
When I first got involved with Hispanic Heritage Committee, I noticed that I was embarrassed by my background, my culture, and who I was in general. This was the first time I was consciously aware of my own view on my self-image. My experience and involvement in this organization made me realize that there was nothing wrong with my heritage. My self-image completely changed. I became confident in who I was as a person…
Amber What is a warrior? What does it mean to be a fighter? Every time I look at my little 4-year-old cousin, Amber, she reminds me of what a warrior is. Amber Marie and her sister Alexia Rose were born 4 months premature and they weighed 1 pound 5 ounces.…
Although people assume otherwise, I am Latina, and I'm proud to be a part of that community. I obtain my Latin blood from my father, who moved to the United States from Uruguay as a child. My parents divorced each other when I was young; however, when I was with him for either the weekend or the month of July, I embraced all the wonders of my Latin family. Latino culture entails prodigious amounts of cooking, and we always cooked Uruguayan food; it was almost taboo to eat out. From flan to the glorious empanadas, my family always ate homemade meals.…
I was born in Las Cruces, New Mexico and I moved to Jacksonville, Florida. This was a challenging time in my life because I had to get used to Florida's environment , its culture, and its people. New Mexico's environment is dry and hot. When you stand outside you can fee the sun beam on your skin, an the surrounding air is warm. There's mountains and desert landscapes.…
Growing up, in a Hispanic home I learned the values of life in a differently with hardship but always maintaining closeness. At home, I was taught that family is the most important thing in life. Even though I was born in the United States, my family taught me how to stay in touch with my Hispanic roots and never be ashamed of my culture. Speaking Spanish is greatly important to me. Because of this, I am able to communicate easily with my family members and the Hispanic community.…
Where I was waving “Adios” to my mother, the others were waving “Goodbye” to their parents. Torn between two worlds is what I thought I would always be. As a Mexican-American I believed that I would never be fully Mexican or American. I believed that I would never really fit into one specific group and would be target of exclusion all my life.…
Having a community where you can lean back on is one of the most important things that I have had in my life. The community I have always been involved in is sports but the one that impacted me the most was a community called drop-in soccer. Drop-in soccer is where different teams will play against each other every Tuesday and Thursday. I was invited to play on one of the teams by my assistant head coach from my high school soccer.…
We have had numerous racial issues through out history. But during the late 1960s the Latino students of the LA school districts stood up for their rights to be treated equal and with dignity. Over the years when people would hear about the Chícano movement they wanted to know what were the problems with the LA schools, how are the LA schools during that time similar or different to the schools we have today, and what held the high school students back? During the Chícano movement in LA during 1968 the schools had numerous problems.…
I come from a rather large community where Latinos seem to dominate my residence; however, even though there seems to be a vast amount of Latinos such as I, it seems that work is not easy to come by. The opportunities I my community are largely different than those one can see in the movies. California is not as grand as what many outsiders seem to believe. As a student and a daughter of a low income family I have seen first hand the struggles that many have to face if they want to survive the harsh economy that I live in. In my family I will be the first to go to college, so I have to set a good example to my three younger siblings.…
“Black, male, I would say intellectual, curious, fun,” This was Brandon’s response when I asked him about his identity. I met Brandon in the Undergraduate Library here on campus at 9:30 on a Thursday night. Brandon was born in Canada to two Ghanaian parents but spent a good portion of this life in Wrightsville, Pennsylvania. This may have a lot to do with the way he responded to my question. Then I asked, “Would you consider yourself an American African” “Yes.…
Change happens everywhere, and most of the time, it is very hard to deal with. For me, I hated moving. It was difficult to think that I had to a leave the place where I grew up for most of my life. And then when it happened, it did not get any better. “The first step toward change is awareness.…