¡No cabe duda que La Lucha Sigue!
Today in my Into to Chicano Studies class we discussed and reflected on a film we watched last week; ¡Viva La Causa! 500 years of Chicano History. So I decided to share my option of the movie with the class, and to my surprise my professor was really touched by what I had to say. She was shocked and told us that it took her about 10 years to come to the same realization and conclusion that I had just shared with the class. She also told me she would never forget the words I spoke because according to her they were very powerful, and then went on to tell me I was going to “kick ass” in college. Right as she began to say all of these things to me in front of the class, I immediately started sobbing and could help but shed a few tears of joy. This was probably the most humble and the greatest compliment I have ever received in my life, and it was coming from someone holds a Ph.D, and does not even know me. Her kind words really got to me because as a 1st.generation dreamer, and someone who comes from a struggling, undocumented family of four with a single mother, this was validation that all our hard work and everything we have had to sacrifice and endure throughout these years is slowly paying off. Y por esto me siento bien XINGONA, and I’m very optimistic of the future, and that someday we will ALL get to not only see, but also experience a better tomorrow.
" Ubícate Religous Incantation of the Mexicans for when someone isn’t checking themselves, and thus, is wrecking themselves (via chanclazo)
(Source: illegalnalgas, via stupidhynas)
I am in fifth grade
and I am embarrassed by my body.
The nurse tells me
I am becoming a woman,
and I begin to cry.
There are hills and valleys on my chest
proving I am the weaker sex.
I am in eighth grade
and I sneak poetry to my English teacher
with post-it notes that insist
this isn’t that good but here you go…
My body trembles when
I raise my hand.
I am in tenth grade
and my fingers are turning blue.
I am purposely failing one class
to have study dates with a senior,
and skipping another
to experience my body in the sunlight.
I am in collegeMichelle K., The Timeline of Worth. (via michellekpoems)
and my voice is cracked
from never being used.
Es el 15 de septiembre una fecha
que todos los mexicanos recordamos con honor.
Es el día que levantamos la bandera mas bonita,
es el día que celebramos lo que Hidalgo principió.
Qué repiquen las campanas de Dolores;
Y al compás de los acordes de nuestro Himno Nacional
(¡Viva México! ¡Viva!) “¡Viva México!” gritemos,
que aunque estemos como estemos
no nos hechamos pa’ atrás.
Viva México completo, nuestro México repleto
de bellezas sin igual.
Esta tierra, que es la tierra que escogió
pa’ visitarla la Virgen del Tepeyac.
¡VIVA MEXICO CABRONES! ❤️💪💚