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#lunesdelcerro #oaxaca #guelaguetza #guelaguetza2017 #fiesta #tradicion #cultura #folklor #color #igersoaxaca #mexiger #tledavid #igersenguelaguetza2017 #vive_oaxaca #ig_oaxaca #asiesoaxaca #pasionxoaxaca #capturaoaxaca #igersmexico #ig_mexico #loves_mexico #mexico_maravilloso #NatGeoMx #vive_mexico #instamexicanos #mimexico #pasionxmexico #proyectomexico #oaxacavivo (en Auditorio Guelaguetza, Cerro del Fortín Oaxaca)
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TWO DAYS LEFT IN OUR FUNDRAISING. WE CURRENTLY CANNOT HOLD CAMP WITH OUR CURRENT FUNDS.
Outlast aims to increase minority representation in film and media by teaching minority students filmmaking skills so that they can tell their own stories. Outlast also aims to build relationships across minority communities, because together, we can “Outlast” anything.
This is our third year, and we are heading back to Pine Ridge Indian Reservation from July 3rd - July 12th. We’ll be holding a full short film production experience. The students will write, direct, film and edit a short film. We will then enter the film into festivals.
But we can’t do this without your help!
Please donate at
https://www.generosity.com/community-fundraising/outlast-film-camp-on-pine-ridge-indian-reservation–2
And visit
www.outlastfilmcamp.com for more information about who we are and what we do!
Bonus: Outlast is run entirely by women and people of color. We are African-American, Native-American, Filipino, Native-Hawaiian, and the list continues! We are minority youth coming together to empower minority youth!
Linguistic Intimidations...
Today I had an educational experience that I’ve never had before: my entire class this morning was in Spanish.
It was a class on religion and politics in Latin America where it just so happened everyone in the room was a Spanish speaker. So the Professor asks if we could hold our discussion in Spanish. Everyone is cool with it (and I’m, admittedly, thrilled because this has never happened before for me). As folks talk, though, I realize I’m the only Spanish speaker in the class from the United States. That is, there are folks from Puerto Rico, Argentina, Mexico, Spain and I’m the only one who grew up here. And I must admit, I was a intimidated for a good while and it took me a few minutes to jump into the conversation.
I wasn’t intimidated because I wasn’t fluent in Spanish (I am), nor because Spanish isn’t my first language (it is), nor because I wasn’t understanding my colleagues (I did), but because I was worried about my accent. My Spanish is unique. It’s grounded in Puerto Rico, forged in the Diaspora, and influenced by Central America (especially Guatemala, El Salvador, and to a lesser extent Honduras). It’s a blend of saying “coño,” making “r” sounds into “l’s,” dropping letters, using “vos,” adding “eis,” and indicating a question by saying “va” at the end. Meanwhile I’m hearing colleagues speak “pure” Spanish from their respective lands and I start doubting myself.
Will my Spanish be understood? Would it be accepted? And why do I think their’s is “pure” and mine is not? In short, why am I intimidated to speak the language my mother and father taught me?
Then I began realizing my own experiences with being bilingual in the United States. When I was growing up (and still today) some Puerto Ricans and Latin Americans would make fun of my Spanish as “too Gringo” (interestingly, some who learned Spanish in Latin America would say my Spanish is “too Puerto Rican,” which meant too influenced by English, which meant “not good Spanish”). Simultaneously, English speakers would make fun of things like my name or pronunciation of certain words or my parent’s accents because they were too “Spanish.” So this linguistic space formed around me where I (supposedly) wasn’t fully Spanish speaking or fully English speaking. This “ni de aqui, ni de aya” makes it intimidating to enter spaces where your speaking is what defines your participation.
In this particular instance I got over it and just jumped in with a “whatever” kind of attitude, if they understand me they understand me and if not I’ll write it down! And I’m glad I did because it was powerful to hold a class in the language I feel most emotionally connected to (I feel more intellectually connected to English). Nonetheless, it was an interesting couple of minutes of feeling intimidated and needing to figure out why before jumping in.
Language has power in how we are shaped as people and communities. It can be a source of liberation or marginalization, colonization or freedom. In this way language can be an imperial force, one used to intimidate folk or make them feel less than in order to maintain power. It’s what caused some indigenous languages to be wiped out, what empowers nativism and xenophobia, and what can cause students to remain silent for years in and out of classrooms. Yet language can also be a site of empowerment, of pushing back, or refusing to submit to supremacy. Indeed, language has power, perhaps more than we realize…..
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Hi everyone. I would not usually do this but I really need the help. My name is Jela and I’m 18 years old. I recently completed my first year of university in Behaviour, Genetics and Neurobiology. There was an end of the year party on campus that my best friend went to and she called me to come and pick her up because she was drunk and she couldn’t drive home. Long story short, I arrived at the house looking for her, and I had an encounter with a guy in one of my classes. He told me that my friend was in one of the bedrooms and he led me there. When we arrived, he locked the door and he forced himself on me. No one could hear my screams since it was a party and the music was blaring. I tried fighting him off but nothing worked he was too strong… He took my virginity. When he was done I was in disbelief, shock and in pain. I didn’t know what to do so I called my friend to come pick me up. I didn’t tell anyone what happened because I thought it was my fault and I felt so ashamed. A few weeks later I found out that I was pregnant. I finally mustered up the courage to tell my parents and when I told them they kicked me out. They thought I was using the rape as a cover up and they didn’t believe me. I’m ¾ Nigerian and I lived in a strict African/Christian household so they did not take this news well at all. Right now, I am living in my car and my parents have stopped supporting me financially. I’m scared and I’m scared for my baby. I don’t know what to do and I am in desperate need of help. I need a place to stay, money for food and other necessities for me and my baby while I look for a job. I do not want my innocent child to suffer or grow up in horrible living conditions because of what happened to me. Please help me and if you can’t please spread my page around I’ll really appreciate it. And for anyone who somehow recognises me in the photo and goes to school with me please do not out me to everyone there. Thank you. This is the link: https://www.gofundme.com/3q60jg0
I appreciate every donation and everyone who reblogs. <3
do you ever think about how different your life would be if your parents didn’t move to another country?
I literally would not have been born.
*inhales*
water is growing more and more scarce in california because nestle is fucking bottling all of it and selling it. they are on a native american reservation which means they dont have to involve in the emergency water procedures that everyone else in california has to follow. nestle is literally creating these shortages and no one is doing anything to stop them. not only are they doing this to california, but also places where poverty is a major issue and they barely have water to begin with, they are doing this so that it doesnt seem as if they are adding to the problem and its the areas own problems (because they have had shortages beforehand) . now. why is it california has one of the largest fucking bottling plants, and people are ignoring that maybe the plant has something to do with it??? everything to do with it. KILL NESTLE KILLNESTLE
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to push home how bad the water shortage is in cali there are literally towns where there’s no water. none at all. towns literally twenty minutes away from me and the taps are dry. no water at all. people bought bottled water to use for their toilets and to wash dishes, etc. it’s been bad. the drought has really hurt us. and nestle is fucking us over even more. fuck nestle honestly.
SLOGANS FOR RECOVERY -Codependency
The heart post it note comments are my own insight.
Conversations with my 10 year old sister
sister: we learned about martin luther king in school today
me: oh yeah? what did you learn
sister: that when the teacher talks about black people everyone looks at me
11 Year-Old Carries On Family’s Aztec Dance Tradition
San Francisco Mission District resident Connie Xochiquetzalli “Xochi” Peña has been an Aztec dancer all her life.
As a 2 year-old, she danced an entire parade route. Now 11, Xochi sometimes steps in for her mother and teaches dance class at the Mission Cultural Center.
She comes from a long line of Aztec dancers. Her great-grandfather on her mother’s side was also a dancer in her family’s native Toluca, Estado de Mexico.
Xochi has big plans for herself, ones that include practicing either law or medicine. If dancing parade routes as a toddler and teacher classes while still in the sixth grade is any indication, we’re sure she can do anything she sets her mind to.
via SF Gate
Photo: Rod Yip/The Chronicle
Modern slavery a reality in Peru
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By Rachel Chase
New statistics indicate that Peru is home to the second-highest amount of slaves in all of Latin America.
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I feel like being Mexican and of mixed descent is a double edged sword because I don't think there are any records of indigenous culture. I am fairly sure I have indigenous background on both my mom and dad's side but I can only guess which tribes I am descended from. On one hand it makes me happy because I have become more interested in my culture but it's frustrating because I don't know which cultures to investigate. This includes any black or Asian descent as well. I blame white supremacy, one for not keeping better records but also for making people ashamed of admitting their indigenous identity. I know I can investigate Spanish or even Mexican culture and history but I wish I knew more about where I came from. :/
Felicia Montes
Xicana Multimedia Artist/Educator/Organizer
Felicia Montes is a Xicana Indigenous artist, activist, academic, community & event organizer, educator, designer, and poet, performer and professor living and working in the Los Angeles area. She believes art is a tool for education, empowerment and transformation and has translated her passion for art and social justice as the cofounder and coordinating member of two groundbreaking creative women’s collectives, Mujeres de Maiz and In Lak Ech.
Felicia creates work based on social and spiritual change as she works on the front lines of activism and organizing. Known throughout the Los Angeles area as an established Xicana cultural worker of a new generation, she has worked with most of the key arts and cultural centers and social service agencies in the greater East Los Angeles area including Self Help Graphics, Proyecto Pastoral and the United Farm Workers. She has been influential in Los Angeles transnational art and organizing efforts including work with the Zapatistas, Peace & Dignity Journeys, and La Red Xicana Indigena.
Having organized and performed in hundreds of cultural events, conferences, classrooms and protests for many artists and social justice causes, her current focus is on her own visual and multimedia art performances and creations. Felicia holds a B.A from UCLA in World Arts & Cultures with a minor in Chican@ Studies and a M.A in Chican@ Studies from Cal State Northridge and a MFA in Public Practice Art from Otis College of Art & Design.
Check out her website - http://www.feliciamontes.com/
Español es el pasado de los Américas y es el futuro de los Estados Unidos. Recuperando nuestra lengua es la primera paso de tomando de nuevo nuestra voz. La violencia, y la vergüenza no fue suficiente en silenciarnos. Más que nada, para sobre vivir en América van a ser más y más personas aprendiendo español y puede abrir un dialogo entre hispano hablantes y hablantes de solo inglés.
Furia Femenista (via frightening-feminist)
Riva-Palacio, a Mexican scholar stresses this point: “It is indisputable that in very ancient times the Mexicans recall a Negro god, Ixlilton, which means black – face.” The Black Olmec Africoids were ethnologically connected to Africa’s Nile Valley Civilization (Dr. Diop, Nations, Negres et Culture, p. 116, Presence Africaine, Paris, 1955). Moreover, in 1492 when Christopher Columbus was approaching the shores of the Americas, his Chief Navigator was a Black Moor from Mauritania name Don Pietro Olonzo Nino, Captain of the Flag ship—Maria, who logged in his diary as their ships approached the shores of the Americas, seeing Black Africans on land, as well as some sailing in large canoes leaving the shores of the Americas, heading out to sea in the direction towards the African Continent (John Jackson, Man, God, and Civilization, p. 286). Descendants of the Olmecs who were living in America at the time Columbus arrived were the Black Wasschitaw of Mississippi, Black Mojave of California and the Jamassee of Georgia.
The Black Race: Origin of All Humanity (via lovelylisa22)
this is the shit my AfAm history professor covered the first day. The Africans knew that if they put their shits right in front of the summer hurrican winds they would end up in the Americas with a quickness. They told this shit to the Greeks.
(via alienswithankhs)
“I was supposed to be a Mexican, then came Manifest Destiny and I became Mexican American, then came the Census Bureau and I became Hispanic, then came that white woman and I became a spic, then came that one Ethnic Studies class and I became Chicano, then came Cherríe Moraga and I became Xicano. In the end, it’s just me and my unsolicited opinion.”
Lorenzo Herrera y Lozano. (via shexie)
