San Luis, AZ.
The older I get the less fun it is for me to go places. Constantly getting judged for being Hispanic and worst of all assuming of what I can and cannot do, getting spoken in Spanish by non-Spanish speaking people is what’s worse. Why assume that I cannot speak English? Give me the opportunity to show you that not everyone is the same. Being in a constant controversy that battles the idea of Hispanics doing good or bad in the United States is never fun to deal with. But no matter what being proud of being bilingual is what gets me through