While watching the Latino List (vol 2) on Netflix, I remembered an instance in middle school, after we had all gotten our acceptance letters to different high schools. Backing up a little, by the grace of God, I went to a good middle school, one that had advanced classes and prepared you for getting into good high schools. Thus, all the competition and why we were getting these acceptance letters. So, there I am, in the cafeteria, with a group of girls, all asking each other where we got in, what our top choice was, etc etc. I had gotten accepted into all of the high schools I applied, including my top choice, then (and maybe now too?) the number 1 public school in the state. It gets to me and I say I got into my top choice and I'm excited to go there! Later, one of the girls (who didn't get in to that school) says that I probably got in just because I'm Hispanic and they need to meet a quota. In the moment, I tried to just play it cool and not get angry or act hurt. ...
Mimi was born in Chicago, IL to Ecuadorian parents. She grew up as (what Mimi finds fits her most) a "1.75" generation Hispanic-American. This blog is aimed at sharing with you the thoughts, reflections, and experiences of Mimi's life in the U.S.