When I arrived in Mexico City from my home, Minnesota, two years ago, I was petrified when I saw a place that looked hopeless. No… Read More
College Essay: A Mexican education system teaches a valuable lesson

When I arrived in Mexico City from my home, Minnesota, two years ago, I was petrified when I saw a place that looked hopeless. No… Read More
Bang! The gun goes off! I thrust out of the starting blocks with full force and accelerate forward. As I run, my breaths become shallow,… Read More
When Hooyo (“Mother” in Somali) picked me up from school in our Ethiopian refugee camp, we’d walk the long way home so people wouldn’t know… Read More
Homelessness can happen to anyone. I know because I experienced it. One day in fifth grade, my parents sat my siblings and me down together… Read More
I stared at the red dirt stain on my Nike shoes. My throat dried up and sweat trailed down the side of my face. Despite… Read More
Bam! Bam! I heard this sound early in the morning. People screaming, “Mungu nisaidie” (God help me). My body shaking and numb. My face hot…. Read More
Sweat dripped down the faces and bodies of the 14 exhausted teen dancers and scattered onto the slippery hardwood floor. Several stifled yawns. “Let’s do… Read More
Class starts at 8 a.m. But I have been at school since 6 a.m.—running stairs over a puddle of my own sweat and pushing my… Read More
Blood ran from Mama’s—my grandmother’s—arm and through the IV as the nurse said, “We will have the results in a couple of weeks and have… Read More
Fear and happiness hit my face. I was “home.” Finally. I had been traveling for two long days, from Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, to Louisiana, wondering… Read More
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