Mis Memorias de Cuba
Ever since I was little, I was immensely proud of my Cuban heritage. My grandparents had immigrated to the U.S. in 1960 after the Revolution. Maybe it was because of a knowledge of all of their hardships and…
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Theme: Personal Story
Finding my Latin American Identity from Boston
English + Español
Boston is still a town that’s not quite a city. It is a place with an air of history, where the house usually two or three stories high, are practically piled on top of each other. Their slanted rooftops and smooth walls are a constant reminder that snow has to slip off in the winter. Some stone and cobbled streets, although crowded…
Beyond Polarization in 21st-century El Salvador
My father was a civil engineer who worked for the government during the civil war years. He specialized in roads and had to spend several days a month traveling to remote places in El Salvador. I was 10 in 1986, and I remember my mom asking my dad…
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