Undocumented and unreported
Undocumented and unreported
Sylvia Oben— Many immigrants are fearful to admit they have been victims of a crime, mainly because they believe they will be deported from the U.S. if they file a report. One mother feared for not only herself, but also of leaving behind her children. Nereyda Santos, 34, is...
Latinos rise in higher education
Latinos rise in higher education
By Crystal Ramirez— As Yesenia Felix sits in many of her college classes, she notices one thing. She is one of only a few Latino students occupying the seats. The 18-year-old freshman believes although she might be part of a minority population at Aurora University, this will soon...
Grasping at straws
Grasping at straws
Marlin Bucio— A colleague of mine, 23-year-old Dennis Hernandez, is a full-time student at Malcolm X College. He works two jobs, one at Pizza Hut and one working for a valet parking service. He is a very studious person who is undocumented, and he has striven to continue his studies....
Growing up tough
Growing up tough
By Jasmine Delgado— Not many kids have to grow up tough. Well, I did. I had to in many different ways, including mentally physically and morally. Where I come from, the barrio, or the “hood,” of East Los Angeles, it is not hard to fall behind morally. According to Street...
The housekeeper to my heart
The housekeeper to my heart
By Jennifer Nava— Latina stereotypes are often portrayed in the media. It’s not until it’s reflecting an image that is not true when controversies arise. The Latina woman is usually an attractive housekeeper and a single mother who works day-to-day to survive. The 2012...
Friendship and friendly competition
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, and I have had my face glued to my laptop’s ESPN and ESPN2...
Color café con leche
Color café con leche
By Patricia Boscan— Dear Mami and Papi, I love café con leche. Abuela used to tease me by saying if I ingested too much of anything, I would turn the same color as it. Is it true that I’m adopted like my brother and sister tirelessly told me because I don’t look like them?...
El último adiós
El último adiós
By Angelica Sanchez— As I stand in line at the Martinez Funeral Home in Little Village, I’m feeling exhausted in every way possible. My eyes are swollen and tired because I felt like I haven’t slept in months. The cuticles of my nails have been gnawed upon to the point...