Having a younger brother with autism has given me a deep sense of responsibility.
When I was younger, I got picked on for my appearance. And now that I’ve grown out of my awkward phase, i’m getting picked on for something else. Vanity.
My great-grandparents witnessed the slaughter of their loved ones in the Armenian Genocide. As an Armenian, the Genocide is a big part of my identity. But it’s not the only part.
I’m full Chinese, but the fact that I don’t know the language makes me question how Chinese I really am.
I’ve always been close with my brother. But after he was diagnosed with autism, our bond became even deeper.
In recent years, the news stories coming out of El Salvador are bleak. My childhood memories are becoming overshadowed.
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.
Fostering Media Connections (FMC) launched its first-ever Youth Voice nonfiction writing contest and invited current and former foster youth between the ages of 18 and 24 to submit essays on the theme “What love is.”
Going from being a child to an adolescent is tough. It’s even harder when you’re the only girl in your house.