Global Poverty and Resistance
I am proud to be Filipino, Filipino-American. I am proud of our legacy in America. I love the laughter and resilience of my people. I love the sound of their laughter, their thick voices of different tongues. I love my people 365 days a year. I love the Filipino youth who stand up for their community. I love our generosity. I love how gracious we are while at the same time possess the fiercest fire when defending our community. The sun rises
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It all started when I was in my early teens. I told my mom that I wanted to go to South Africa in the middle of the US anti-Aparthied movement in which my father and I was apart of. In my high school years I tried to do a paper on what was going on in South Africa for people with disabilities/Deaf and remember this was in the mid 80's before computers. My paper turned out to be a half a page cause I couldn't find enough information on people with disabilities/Deaf in South Africa at that time.
The recent death of the Mexicano Journalist Ruben Espinoza who was found dead in a Mexico City apartment along with four wimmin was a reminder of the many sacrifices that Journailist make. Delivering the truth is very threatening to those who oppress others. Apparently there is a lot of oppression in parts of Mexico at this time.