A few days ago I heard a friend complaining about how racist and rude the nicknames used by the Mexican foreign exchange students at my school were. They were probably racist, yes, but rude? To the outsider with colonizer’s eyes they may have been rude, but did the other students from abroad feel this way?
When I was a little girl, my parents would put my brother, sister and I in our minivan with swimsuits and sunblock, and drive across the US border. During these Summer and Spring breaks we would go to different little fishing villages on the Mexican Coast, each time laughing more in the Mexican sun than the times before.
Sunday October 21st, 2012, Generation Justice aired our radio show dedicated to Community Announcements.
Generation Justice had the opportunity to speak with Justice riders of the UndocuBus on their journey to the Democratic National Convention in Charlotte, North Carolina. Don’t miss the poignant show as Generation Justice spoke with inspiring activists about what does it mean to have NO Papers and NO Fear.
When I first arrived in Ecuador, I knew I wanted to make a change. My goal in the 250-person community, Patadel was "community development." As the time passed I slowly began to understand how difficult this was. My days were spent working with the women of my community, who were some of the most hard-working people I had ever met.