Deep, funny, easy-going, slightly radical, extremely goofy, laughter enthusiast, politically involved, artistic rebel.
My family means the world to me.
My life is an interesting story...in summary: born to CHilean exhiles in Santa Barbara, California. Lived in Venezuela, Michigan and Illinois. Spent my childhood years in a south suburb of CHicago living what I thought was a carefree life.
Come to find out later we lived a whole year off of church offerings and ate rice and beans every day. I do remember one day a girl asked me "Are you Mexican?" Her tone was so negative and assuming. I knew it must be something bad. I asked my mother and she told me "No mija, you're Chilean". I sighed in relief though not really understanding what it meant to be from Chile til I was living there well into my teens, but I knew from that day forward that I despised being seen as different. From that day forward I stopped speaking Spanish and denied my heritage. Oh and my preschool teacher told my parents I was stupid and should be kept in a playpen all day long because I didn't speak English.
This is exactly what public schools do: teach you to deny your heritage, your Latinidad, your Africanness, your Indigenous roots. Yup. Stupid songs about Columbus as a hero stuck in my head from history brainwashing class...No songs about Chavez tho, maybe a paragraph, definitely no Che.
Graduated from International High School in CHILE and sought out to get an education thinking it'd be easy; I'm a citizen, but no! (insert long story here. lol.)
Just moved to DC after seven years of completion in Champaign, Illinois. Surprisingly, it's been a smooth transition, however, this may be due to the fact that I may be tricking myself into believing this stay is temporary. I suppose it helps that I have good social skills and make friends easily...Nonetheless I must admit it, Champaign can really grow on you...or maybe its the friends and family I met there. I miss my friends dearly....but I know this is where I'm meant to be right now.
