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Growing up in Los Angeles as the son of a Mexican immigrant father who worked as a union meatpacker and a Nicaraguan mother who worked as a beautician, elections were…

A year ago today, I was shaken to my core. March 5 was the day when Congress failed to meet the deadline to save the program that gave young immigrants…

As a student teacher at several Austin middle schools, I like seeing how excited my Hispanic students are to have a teacher who looks like them. I want my presence…

I came to the United States as an asylum seeker from sub-Saharan Africa. As memories of the violence I fled fade, I am proud I have been able to embrace…

The sneakers are worn and ragged, with bits of dirt and thorn still embedded in the soles.

Someone else might have tossed them out. But to Luis Canales, they’re precious.