Have you ever seen someone post a question or statement about a particularly controversial issue, and then cringe when you see how many comments are on the post? Do you ever find yourself drawn to reading through all those comments, even though you know the conversation is going to make you angry? Do you ever …
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I’m half-Mexican, and even as such, I have privilege because of looking “not Mexican.” I haven’t had to endure the racism that my Dad has because of his accent, or his name, or how he looks. Or the racism Latino friends of mine have endured because of those things. I choose to advocate for Latinos …
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When I was younger and would tell my friends that we were going to Mexico for Christmas, they would say things like, “Oh that’s not fair! I’m so jealous!” But I was always quick to reassure them that it really wasn’t that cool. We wouldn’t be staying at a resort next to a beach, where …
When I was 17 and had just graduated from high school, I got to go on an amazing 3 week trip to Europe with my AP European History teacher and lots of other kids from school. I was so thrilled! Several of my close friends were coming too and the itinerary included England, France, Switzerland, …
Remember that time the U.S. president said Mexico is sending all their worst people, like rapists and other criminals? I took that personally. Because my dad is one of those Mexicans. But he is NOT what President Trump calls them: a “bad hombre.” Though he thinks it’s funny to play up to the stereotype sometimes. …
Welcome to Operation Amigos! What does that even mean, you ask? It means I’m on a mission that is dear to my heart. And to explain it, I need to start here: I love to travel. It’s just about my favorite thing to do. Thinking about an upcoming trip, to anywhere, makes my stomach flutter and …
Horrible stories about people falling under trains and losing limbs are not usually my mug of hot chocolate. I used to be addicted to nothing but feel-good, heart-racing, skin-tingling, he-held-my-hand, young adult fiction. Some say that reading should be an escape, and therefore, a book should transport us to good, happy places. But then I …