Dear Mrs. Ruby Bridges-Hall My name is Belinda. I’m an eighth-grader in San Antonio, Texas, and a Hispanic girl highly moved and inspired by your story. I am fascinated at your strength to continue going to a school that didn’t […]
By Martina Vasquez They call me La Pola. Only now, walking towards certain death, it occurs to me that I don’t know why. I’m kind of glad today is going to be my last day. The words sound harmonious. Dates […]
I was 14-years-old, sitting in my freshman geometry class, when I saw three boys throwing paper wads at a mentally challenged student named Angel*. I sat in my seat from across the room, staring at the boys continuing to haze […]
By Vanessa Batz AUSTIN, Texas —The familiar cat call you hear as you’re walking down the street, minding your business. The unfairness in a Latinx household where a son is the favorite and it’s not because of his academic achievement […]
