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My Grandma

My grandma, the feminist (¡Feliz belated día de los muertos!) Por Siri Gurudev Her skin was so light Campesina de piel clara  And she couldn’t even keep a secret. Some may even call her chismosa. She loved chicharrón with papas criollas. My sweet grandma,        Her heart held the entire family (She was home for

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I am “smarter” in my native language

Back in Bogotá, Colombia, I was always «the smart one.» I built my ego around that. When I went to school for the first time, at 7, my teachers had me skip one grade within the first week. As I was growing up, on tenth and eleventh grade (what you

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El árbol grande de la montaña

(Sobre el conflicto armado en Colombia) Nosotros vivimos al pie de una montaña de franjas verdes y cafés, donde crecen dientes de león y flores amarillas. Siempre he soñado subir y ver los techos de las casas desde arriba, los adultos trabajando y mis amigos jugando en el patio de

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My Experience Teaching Spanish as Latinx

“Speak only in Spanish,” my colleagues told me. But it is not that easy. When you need to give instructions or grammar explanations, you will probably need to use English. Because of that, I started combining English and Spanish during my classes when necessary. I remember the day I gave

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To be a _______: A Review on the Concept of Gender

In Colombian Spanish, we have no words for what I am. Indigenous communities in Colombia have multiple gender designations but it is not simple to borrow their words to label myself from the outside. Similar to the English language, there is not an original neutral personal pronoun in Spanish, but

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Perder la cabeza

  “No tengo estómago para esas cosas”. Philip Dick, Algunas particularidades sobre los ojos.   La preocupación me puede. Ayer N me dijo que perdió la cabeza por mí. ¡Es terrible, dónde habrá metido esa cabeza, qué calamidad! Yo, por lo menos, nunca perdería mi cabeza, eso sí. En todo

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