[…] Early in my freshman year, my dad asked me if there were lots of Latinos at school. I wanted to say, “Pa, I’m one of the only Latinos in most of my classes. The other brown faces I see mostly are the landscapers’. I think of you when I see them sweating in the morning sun. I remember you were a landscaper when you first came to Illinois in the 1950s. And look, Pa! Now I’m in college!”
But I didn’t.
I just said, “No, Pa. There’s a few Latinos, mostly Puerto Rican, few Mexicans. But all the landscapers are Mexican.”
My dad responded, “¡Salúdelos, m’ijo!”
So when I walked by the Mexican men landscaping each morning, I said, “Buenos días.”
Recently, I realized what my dad really meant. I remembered learning the Mexican, or Latin American, tradition of greeting people when one enters a room. In my Mexican family, my parents taught me to be “bien educado” by greeting people who were in a room already when I entered. The tradition puts the responsibility of the person who arrives to greet those already there. If I didn’t follow the rule as a kid, my parents admonished me with a back handed slap on my back and the not-so-subtle hint: “¡Saluda!”
I caught myself tapping my 8-year-old son’s back the other day when he didn’t greet one of our friends: “Adrian! ¡Saluda!”
However, many of my white colleagues over the years followed a different tradition of ignorance. “Maleducados,” ol’ school Mexican grandmothers would call them.
But this Mexican tradition is not about the greeting—it’s about the acknowledgment. Greeting people when you enter a room is about acknowledging other people’s presence and showing them that you don’t consider yourself superior to them.
When I thought back to the conversation between my dad and me in 1990, I realized that my dad was not ordering me to greet the Mexican landscapers with a “Good morning.”
Instead, my father wanted me to acknowledge them, to always acknowledge people who work with their hands like he had done as a farm worker, a landscaper, a mechanic. My father with a 3rd grade education wanted me to work with my mind but never wanted me to think myself superior because I earned a college degree and others didn’t." -
Saluden Muchachxs, saluden.
i want to move to a small apartment by myself in a new city and i want to decide which furniture i want and what i want for dinner and whether or not i want to stay out all night and i want to travel and meet new people and fall in love and go have my own adventures because i’m sick of this washed-up place filled with annoying people
Picking a career
Thinking about the future
if ever someone tries to convince you that there is only one path to success just remind yourself that miuccia prada earned a PhD in political science then became a mime then a member of the italian communist party then a women’s rights activist then became one of the world’s most iconic designers then opened an art gallery and is now the ninth richest woman in the world
Hello there I’m currently in “vacation” as previously stated before. I have extended my stay for more time until January of next year. Being here has made me question paradox situations in my life. For one thing I’m going back to get my teacher’s diploma, then teach for a while and then leave. I think there is a shift in my mindset and a different outlook in life. Obviously becoming financially independent is a thing I long for and it seems far fetched and far reaching. But I am striving to get where I’m supposed to be. Following my dreams is a thing I still pursue and will continue to pursue no matter what. Being in the United States has made me aware that although I don’t strive to live in this country I do strive to be in a financially secure and have a similar style of living I once used to have. Which has made me want to move somewhere else either Canada or Uruguay. Call me crazy but I feel that my purpose in Guadalajara has been finalized and it’s time to move on, become emotionally and financially independent and relentlessly strive for what I aim for. I have just recently turned 22 (Nov. 1st) and this age has made me question my purpose in life and what I am made of. To transition into something else and find my life’s purpose. Currently I am directionless with no paved road in sight but I know something good is going to come out of it. Good luck in your life’s journey…XoXo Diana
The History of Twerking
this gave me chills
can we get us a transcript on this piece?