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Racism, privilege, and respect (dreaming)
Last night I had a dream, which is not a remarkable event in itself, but this dream was about discrimination. Interestingly, it involved place of work, an authority figure, being insulted, belittled,...
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Immigrant feeling
The Carrasco International Airport (Montevideo, Uruguay) is an enormous emotional landmark. A place where time stands still, I move through the immigrant motions of feeling l am leaving home, returning...
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Latinos in the US: report
This is a very interesting report (Pew Report) of the diverse Latino population. The main positive factor is that indicates we are -as a society- getting closer to understand the concept of what this...
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Hero within
I think medical interpreters play a role in protecting vulnerable children from becoming the family interpreters. When medical and mental health providers work with professional interpreters, we grow...
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(White) Elephant in the room
One thing I am clear about Trayvon Martin’s death and the events that followed: the awareness of my privilege as the mother of a child that is protected by the looks favorited in this society. I invite...
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Emotional Landmarks
Daring to connect with one’s emotional landmarks as immigrants brings us closer to self-awareness.
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Hybrid model: interpreter/translator
The morning started early, too early. I accepted a two-hour minimum assignment with an agency that pays higher than average. Not sure if I am allowed to disclose the monetary details… Let’s say I would...
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Cultural competence tip
The Southern-Hemisphere-born-and-raised immigrant to the US says: “Please do not speak to me in “season” language. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter do not happen at the same time for me… Talk to me in...
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Short immigrant story
My identity gained a new layer the very same day I became a mother in this foreign land. I was no longer a visitor or a passing guest. Me, the immigrant. It is plausible I was living as a tourist...
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