Déja me que te cuente — Vol 3
Anthology of accounts of professionals who came to the United States as immigrants.
Fortunately, I had a wonderful first grade teacher, who possessed those admirable qualities that I did not see in my home. She was an intelligent, independent, respected woman, as well as a patient, caring, and dedicated teacher. Thanks to her, and her class, I acquired the desire to learn, and grew into my academic potential… I had a glimpse at the kind of woman that I would like to become.
— Paulina Ceja
las raíces que trajiste las llevas en la boca te cuelgan como babas cuando hablas y no las recoges te escurren entre las piernas se oyen quejidos en el viento como una canción de cuna que húmeda regresa.
— Rosario M. de Swanson
There is an energy that I have taken with me, from South America to the North and from the Northeast to the Northwest. This international and transnational voyage corresponds to my transformative state.
— Margarita E. Pignataro
Immigrants peel the calendar pages like daisy petals to keep track of their absence, to sustain their hope, to keep mind of the birthdays, anniversaries, weddings, baptisms… all celebrations they have missed and will not come back. They dream with the lighted road that takes them home every night, just to wake up bewildered, with their hair tangled of memories and chimeras.
— Ana María González