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My mother never learned English
By Amalia Gonzalez – Growing up I had one important job in my family. My job was to be a translator. Like this one time I was about 13 years old. My parents had to get time off from their jobs to...
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Mi patria
Amalia Gonzalez – It was early in the morning. I had just woken up. My cousin Jonathan was driving. He picked me up from the airport and we drove five hours to my parent’s hometown in Mexico. Mexico is...
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Amelia’s choice
By Amalia Gonzalez– She picks up the phone every three days to call her three children. She dials the one hour calling card to dial the 800 number in the back. She dials her destination number and...
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Miller Lite Models
By Mariela Quintuna– It was July 23, 2009 when I went to the World Cup game of Mexico vs. Costa Rica. I went with my fiancé and his brothers. It was a rainy day and we got there early so we walked...
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¡Feliz día Papá!
By Angelica Jimenez– Francisco at Easter Brunch, cleaning his plate One hundred years ago this June, Sonora Smart Dodd arranged a tribute to her father who raised her and her five siblings on a farm in...
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Immigration: A love story
By Lynndel Noriega– “Up, up with education! Down, down with deportation!” chanted a crowd of 30 or so Latin American youths holding hand-painted signs advocating the Development, Relief and Education...
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The Hinojosa sound
By Angelica Jimenez– Tish Hinojosa American music has roots in country, rhythm and blues, folk, rock and roll and jazz. San Antonio artist Tish Hinojosa seamlessly weaves together these musical...
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DREAM deferred
By Jenny Patiño – My sister is the one who told me about the Immigrant Youth Justice League’s DREAM Act “DREAM Deferred, Life Denied” vigil taking place on Dec. 7, 2010 at Federal Plaza. It’s a long...
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La Bestia: Helping migrants in Mexico
By Cassie Price We started the day being introduced to Las Patronas. This small group of women grew up watching increasing numbers of people traveling from Central America and southern Mexico on the...
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From Jersey to Mexico
By Elizabeth Giadans – When I was younger, I never really wondered about my heritage. I felt I was simply myself, all I knew was life on the East Coast, in Passaic, New Jersey. My parents are Mexican....
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My abuelita’s remedy
By Jennifer Nava – Dear abuelita, I still remember my first summer in Mexico with you. It was as if it had just happened yesterday. I barely remember anything about my childhood. The only memories that...
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Life works mysteriously
By Jennifer Nava — I remember very little of my childhood, but the one thing I do remember is going to Mexico for the first time with my abuelita. I was a 3-year-old girl, running around happily with...
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Salsa verde: A recipe not for the weak
By Crystal Ramirez — “Now remember, food is the best medicine. All this depression going around—it’s because we’ve gotten too far away from the foods of our ancestors. And we must never forget,” writes...
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Querida madre
By Marlin Bucio Querida madre mia (Dear mother of mine), I write to you this letter to let you know how grateful I feel you have passed on to me the traditions and culture of our aesthetic country of...
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My Great-Grandfather’s Mexico
By Veronica Rios — In her essay “My Mother’s Mexico,” Ana Castillo described how her grandparents came to the U.S. because her grandfather worked as a railroad worker. She described the poverty...
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Friendship and friendly competition
By Veronica Rios— The 2014 FIFA World Cup has arrived. It’s an international event that only comes around every four years. This year’s competition is played throughout the beautiful country of Brazil,...
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Mexican Latina finds refuge in Little Village
By Sylvia Oben — Unable to get out, even to go to the corner to wash laundry, Beatriz Santiago-Ramírez, an undocumented immigrant from Veracruz, has lived in the sanctuary at Our Lady of Guadalupe in...
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Thank you for your stories
“Hijo, we’re taking a big chance, we can be robbed , even killed. Remember the stories we’ve been hearing since we left home. But what can we do?” —Luz, In Search of Bernabe By Elizabeth Giadans—...
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The Adventures of Leaving Everything I Knew
By Raquel Venado - I am one lucky Mexican girl who comes from a hardworking family. As a child I attended bilingual schools. I don´t remember learning the alphabet or learning to read in Spanish, but...
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Latina artist uses music and movement to change the game
By Jenay Wright –Her fingers glide smoothly across the strings of the wooden guitar, producing an indie jazzy tone. Her voice begins to project wordless sounds known as scat singing to the melody of...
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