Try to picture the Bronx, N.Y. around the year 2000. I was entering third grade at a K-8 public school on the outskirts of a wealthy white neighborhood in the north of the borough. The majority of my teachers were white and were not from New York City. Many of
Jessica Pea
What Mentor Programs Did (and Didn’t) Do For Me
When I applied to Pomona College, I checked off “Hispanic/Latino” as my ethnicity for all of those questions that probe us about our racial identities. The summer before my first year, I got a letter from Chicano/Latino Student Affairs (CLSA) inviting me to a retreat for $35. I thought, “A