In the summer of 2012, my childhood friend Ayaanle and I were exploring our dusty and blazing hot Ethiopian refugee camp when suddenly, we heard… Read More

For a couple of years in my early childhood, I regularly slept at night in a car. I would lie in the backseat, my legs… Read More

A 10-year-old girl beats on a wooden drum under the blazing, yellow sun: One, two, one, two, one-two-three-four. Powerful lungs sound the white and orange… Read More

I was only 16 years old. Yet I was down on my knees, changing the diaper of an 89-year-old Vietnamese man. Every day when I… Read More

Once a year, my mom and I take a road trip to the same winding road along the St. Croix River, to the town of… Read More

Imagine being in a classroom where everyone else is in on a secret, except you. What you hear is silence, but their stares say it… Read More

“Ahlao, do you want to hear a story?” said Dad, addressing me by my childhood name more than 10 years ago in our living room…. Read More

Maria Navidad Sanchez Resendiz also contributed to this story. A group of young people line up against a St. Paul light rail station. While one… Read More