Mi Latina Feminist Voz

Opinions & Perspectives From My Life

May 12, 2017
Rocio Fajardo, Ed.D.

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Recognizing Gender Expectations

When I was little, we often took trips down to Tijuana, B.C. in my dad’s small Toyota truck. We spent weekends visiting with family and I can recall enjoying spending time with my cousins. I have one specific memory from these trips, however, that is perhaps one of my earliest recollections of recognizing gender expectations. I must have been around 4 or 5 years old, so of course

I did not at that time understand completely the expectations that would be bestowed upon me simply for being female.

I remember it as a hot day and us being in traffic. My older brother, who is about 5 years older than me, decided to take his shirt off because of how hot it was. I don’t know why, but I often looked up to him, but as I see my nephews now I see that the little ones often admire their older siblings. Of course, when we’re that young we don’t always know how to differentiate from right and wrong, or at least what society or perhaps our parents tell us is right and wrong.

I remember that when he took his shirt off I wanted to take mine off too. So, I looked to my mom and told her I wanted to take my shirt off just as my brother had. At that moment, I remember him saying to me that I couldn’t take my shirt off because I was a girl. I don’t know what I said, but I do remember being bothered by it. I also remember my mother coming to my defense and telling him to leave me alone. I was about 4 or 5 years old for crying out loud! I can’t recall all the details, but yes, I do remember some significant moments from my life (believe it or not).

What I believe bothered me was being told that I couldn’t do something because I was a “girl.”

Growing up I can recall instances that would seem unfair to me and would upset me. I strongly dislike being expected to fit into the mold of what society expects of me simply because I am a woman. I am by no means perfect, but I make an effort to understand the experiences that have shaped me to become the person that I am today. I can say that it is going against expectations that has taught me the best lessons in life and molded me into a strong individual.

 

May 5, 2017
Rocio Fajardo, Ed.D.

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Who Do You Look Up to?

At this past Sunday’s mass, the question that arose during the reading was, “who do you look up to?” Of course, in that context, the reference was to that of a higher God. I have certainly always held in faith and believe that my course in life has been planned out specifically and uniquely for me. I don’t mean to get too religious…. but,

regardless of what beliefs any of us hold, we all have those folks that have believed in us and whom we give our utmost respect to.

I feel a different kind of peace attending mass. I don’t know how to really explain it. The words that are spoken almost always make me think about another area of my life. This got me thinking about the individuals that I have looked up to throughout my educational and professional journey. There have certainly been many individuals that have helped me along the way, and many who have seen things in me and in my abilities well before I could come to recognize them myself. But who I began to think about is my mother.

I have never looked up to someone as much as I have looked up to her.

Both of my parents have always worked very hard, they have an incredible work ethic. My mother worked in the strawberry fields, but she also worked at home. Regardless of all the work she had ahead of her, she made time to take me to the library and very often attended my award ceremonies during my elementary days.

If you met her, you would never know how much she has endured in life.

She has a positivity and a warmth to her that is contagious and would never make you guess the hardships she has endured. I can’t explain it really, but I have been spoiled by that positivity in ways that money and materialism can’t compete. Perhaps its why I go the other way when I sense negativity. I owe a lot to my mother, but more than anything I attribute my strength and endurance in life to her.

So, I ask you, who do you look up to? And how have they influenced your life?

 

April 28, 2017
Rocio Fajardo, Ed.D.

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3 Things that Helped me Face the Cucuy & Start Writing

I’ve been wanting to start my own blog for several months now. I discovered that I love anything writing, reading, and researching. However, something almost always held me back. It was like the cucuy, an invisible monster under my bed…okay, maybe when I was 5 years old I believed in the cucuy (El cucuy is Spanish for ghost). Nonetheless, I was being haunted as an adult! Sounds childish, right?!

I felt insecure about my writing even throughout my dissertation experience.

You see, English was not my first language and, somehow, I had internalized the belief that because of this I couldn’t possibly be a good writer. I was born in the U.S. and all, but, as we know it, many grow up in this country with a primary language spoken at home that is not English. (See Pew Research Center Fact Tank).

My first language was Spanish. Till this day, I often think in Spanish and speak in English.

Whaaaat? Yes, often, especially when I am on the spot, such as presenting to an audience, my nerves kick in and I forget my words. My brain quickly scrambles for what I am trying to say and it often does it in Spanish. I find myself quickly having to translate and speak the darn word(s). It sounds like quite a process, but really, it all happens in a matter of seconds.

The funny thing is, put me in front of a true Spanish speaking audience, and then the opposite happens. Yes, insert fist palm to forehead emoji here. Well, the same occurs when I’m writing.

Sometimes I even write words that I did not even know I knew the meaning to.

And there’s my insecurity. I mean, you wrote a whole dissertation, stop it already! (so says my inner voice).

So what changed? Three things. 

First, I can honestly say that the cucuy still haunts me, however, I have become more confident in my writing and I have realized that my bilingualism is a major asset. Puedo hablar e escribir en dos lenguajes (I can speak and write in two languages). Although the Cucuy may still appear, I’ve learned to confront it rather than let the fear of it take its course.

Secondly, it was not until I attended the ACPA About Campus Writers Retreat that

I realized how much I was letting fear control my ability to write.

Through a series of writing sessions and feedback from the About Campus editors, I learned that I had important things to write about. The retreat demystified the writing process for me. My article for About Campus is a work in progress, but that in itself is progress already.

Third, while attending the ACPA Convention this year in Columbus, OH one of my goals was, well, to work on my goals. I looked for any workshops and professional development that would help me advance in my career. The universe heard me and led me to Sinclair Ceasar’s workshop on “How to Start a Blog and Build a Following.” (visit https://thesapronextdoor.com ). This workshop simplified the process for me, and when I reached out to Sinclair he made it seem simple, he wrote “All you need to do is write a rough draft, edit it, edit it again, and go ahead and post it,” (email communication April 16, 2017). He had a point, I had to just sit down and write.

So here I am, tackling my inner Cucuy and sharing my first official blog.