A Hispanic girl surrounded by the multitude of Vietnamese students. That's me every day as I step into my advanced placement classes, where Asians reign. I listen to my classmates as they exclaim Vietnamese phrases to each other, gossiping about Korean dramas or how they recently ate pho and boba. Frustrated from being amid an Asian world, I decided to run for an officer position for my school's "Club de Espanol".
Proud to have been elected the club's president, I enticed my Vietnamese friends to attend the meetings and events. My goal as president is to build a strong and thriving club, promoting the traditions of the Spanish-speaking world.
Although at first hesitant, my Viet friends decided to join the bachata dance that I am currently teaching to be performed for the whole school. After long hours of practice, I tell them, "Bend one leg". "Move your hips naturally", I say as they struggle to follow the steps. I press play and let the soothing music flow into everyone's ears as we repeat the dance over again. Even though we may not be the best dancers, I am glad to spread the richness of the Hispanic culture to an Asian- dominated school.
As I get home from dance practice, I ask my mom whether my dad is still working. "Si, todavĂa estĂĄ trabajando", she responds as she serves my caldo de pollo. My dad has been a taquero for twenty- five years. He is a pro at making tacos, burritos, and quesadillas at high speed and under constant pressure. Besides being a hard worker, my dad is also responsible and caring. I admire my father; however, making tacos is not what I desire for my future.
I aspire to attend a university and pursue a career in the medical field as a pediatrician. I also hope to major in psychology, devoting my time and energy to help people overcome adversity and realize their full potential. By seeking my goals, I will also be proving that the Hispanic race is just as capable as any other to be successful. I want to prove wrong the stereotypes that Latino girls drop high school and become pregnant, or that Mexicans only work in the fields. I am a young Hispanic woman, determined to follow my dreams, even if the odds are against me.
Proud to have been elected the club's president, I enticed my Vietnamese friends to attend the meetings and events. My goal as president is to build a strong and thriving club, promoting the traditions of the Spanish-speaking world.
Although at first hesitant, my Viet friends decided to join the bachata dance that I am currently teaching to be performed for the whole school. After long hours of practice, I tell them, "Bend one leg". "Move your hips naturally", I say as they struggle to follow the steps. I press play and let the soothing music flow into everyone's ears as we repeat the dance over again. Even though we may not be the best dancers, I am glad to spread the richness of the Hispanic culture to an Asian- dominated school.
As I get home from dance practice, I ask my mom whether my dad is still working. "Si, todavĂa estĂĄ trabajando", she responds as she serves my caldo de pollo. My dad has been a taquero for twenty- five years. He is a pro at making tacos, burritos, and quesadillas at high speed and under constant pressure. Besides being a hard worker, my dad is also responsible and caring. I admire my father; however, making tacos is not what I desire for my future.
I aspire to attend a university and pursue a career in the medical field as a pediatrician. I also hope to major in psychology, devoting my time and energy to help people overcome adversity and realize their full potential. By seeking my goals, I will also be proving that the Hispanic race is just as capable as any other to be successful. I want to prove wrong the stereotypes that Latino girls drop high school and become pregnant, or that Mexicans only work in the fields. I am a young Hispanic woman, determined to follow my dreams, even if the odds are against me.
