Oranges, Avocados, and Childhood Memories: A Glimpse into Life in the Mid-1980s

Bathed in the soft light of dawn back in the ’80s, say ’84 or thereabouts, my school day routines were etched into the framework of simpler times. Around 7:15 each morning, I’d step out from the quaint ranch house we called home, my dad toiling away as a hand on the Maynard’s majestic orchards. My …

From Traversing a Border to Living the American Dream

As a 1 1/2 year old, I was carried in my parents’ arms as we crossed the treacherous Mexican-American border. Despite the dangers and risks, my parents were determined to provide me with a better life. However, their journey was not without challenges. They narrowly escaped being caught by Border Patrol agents, but their determination …

Christmas Memories and Gratitude

Growing up in Pauma Valley, the Christmas season was always a special time of year. From the smell of the real pine tree and decorations to the presents that appeared under it, I was struck by the energy and spirit of this magical season. Looking back on it now, I am so grateful to my …

Self-Advocacy: Why Head Down,Working Hard Is Not Enough

As an immigrant child, I remember seeing my parents working long hours and striving for the American dream. They sacrificed so much to give me and my siblings opportunities that we never would have had in México. They would say, “in this country, give it all that you have, and you will be rewarded.” Later …

America: Where the impossible becomes possible.

Rafael Larios: “It was a long and arduous journey, but we finally made it to the United States. We had risked everything to come here, fleeing our home in search of a better life. Crossing the border was only the beginning – now we had to start from scratch in a new country, learn a …