My Parents’ American Dream
My parents left their home country behind to give me the American Dream. But, like other immigrants, they discovered that this dream is only attainable if you know English and have a solid education.
My parents left their home country behind to give me the American Dream. But, like other immigrants, they discovered that this dream is only attainable if you know English and have a solid education.
I’m half-white and half-Hispanic but until recently I only identified as white.
Brown University has been my dream school since I was 7 years old. I was over the moon when I was accepted. Until my twin decided to go as well.
I’m worried that getting admitted to a top school — one of the top achievements of my life thus far — might be diminished by classmates who assume that I didn’t earn my place.
Going from being a child to an adolescent is tough. It’s even harder when you’re the only girl in your house.
When I was 13, I was bullied in school. I dreaded waking up in the morning. I made up excuses for missing school. But I got to press the reset button.
Confiding in my mom was like discovering a completely neglected resource that had just been waiting for me this whole time.
For years, I tried to figure out how to get away from my low income, inner city school. But then, I changed my mind.
My mom and grandma are the two strongest women I know. So why do they reject the term “feminism”?