You’re no Longer Mexican

You’re no Longer Mexican

“You’re no longer Mexican; you are pocho,” asserted Antonio in Spanish. He was a family friend who had also recently immigrated. Antonio had asked me if I was learning English. Proudly, I said yes, and added that I knew my numbers up to 100, colors,...
When is the First Time You Felt American?

When is the First Time You Felt American?

At first, America was a puzzle. I had to figure it out and find a way to fit myself into it. The pieces were made up of various aspects of life: language, customs, friendships. Because I spoke no words in English, I could not grasp where to start. So, at school, I...
Marcos Dorado: My Immigrant Story (Part 1)

Marcos Dorado: My Immigrant Story (Part 1)

Life In MexicoI thought I’d start with full disclosure about myself, given that I’m featuring immigrants. I was born in Mexico. My family and I, left Totatiche, Jalisco, in 1974 when I was five. We crossed the border at Tijuana, in late February. Two days later, we...