When I think about defining “White Privilege,” I think about how it has affected me in my life. So many moments that I can’t seem to name a specific one. When searching for “white privilege” definitions, it was hard to find some examples. Here is what I found:
“White Privilege: the fact of people with white skin having advantages in society that other people do not have. The concept of white privilege explains why white people have greater access to society’s legal and political institutions.”
Whether you think they’re trashy or artwork, they’ve been a part of society practically since the beginning. Historically, women aren’t shown as having tattoos, but they have become less taboo since the late 19th century. In 1882, the first American tattooed women, Nora Hildebrandt started an exhibit displaying her neck to toe tattoos with a reported 365 different tattoo designs. Thankfully, today’s tattooing practices aren’t quite as painful as a single needle (not attached to a machine) being driven under the skin a single pin prick at a time.
Today, tattoos aren’t exclusively for sailors or gutsy women.
Yes and no. I mean my parents are Mexican, yes. But I have never been to Mexico.
So, yes, I am from Mexican descent. I speak the language and love my culture, the music (I jam to it every time), and oh gosh! our food is the best. The tacos, enchiladas, tamales, and mmmm posole. So good. However, I am also American. I was born in the United States. I have lived here my whole life. I grew up in a small town in Southern Idaho–Homedale. Out in the country, I was surrounded by endless fields of corn and many farm animals. Horses were in the backyard.
I also love hamburgers and pizza and enjoy watching American football. Don’t get me wrong, I love both cultures very much, because they are a part of who I am. My Identity. However, it is not easy in the United States. Somehow, I always find myself explaining to people why I am just as American as they are. And, just as Mexican. There is a scene in the movie Selena that explains just what I am saying. Here is the link to that scene. Continue reading “Being Mexican-American”→
Every December when I head home on winter break between semesters I have just finished a volleyball season. Whether it was high school, or a U of I volleyball season every December I had at least a little bit of a break. In my house, we watch sports and we especially watch tournaments. From the little league world series, to the Olympics, to March Madness my family always finds time to spend watching sports.
This December, like every December, I was watching the NCAA DI Women’s Volleyball Tournament.When teams get closer and closer to the championship, you start to hear more and more about the coach’s philosophy, history, record, and about how the team got there. This year’s championship game was burned into my mind very clearly for one reason.
Few people know about this amazing woman. Although, many know Cesar Chavez. He, along with Dolores, worked to fight for the basic rights of farm workers in the fields of California. They fought for better work wages and portable restrooms for the workers, as well as fighting for the rights of Farm workers. But Dolores has not been given the credit she deserves. She did as much work as Cesar did. She is the co-founder of the United Farm Workers Association. This is an organization that fights for the rights of farm workers. Before we get to the work she deserves credit for, let’s talk about some history.
I have learned a lot since beginning my stint this semester as Editor of the Women’s Center Blog. This position has put me in contact with many strong, intelligent, kind, and patient, Feminist women.
I place extra emphasis on patient.
Because, I have been on a learning curve, so to speak. I have been getting an education about Feminism and how to interact and exist in this world. I have also been proven wrong. A bunch. Consequently, I have done and said things that were offensive to my feminine colleagues and friends. Patience, on their part, has been valuable to me as I stumbled along.
I spent some time trying to muddle through things on my own. Eventually, I decided to reach out and ask some of these women for their opinions/input regarding two areas:
“What does a Feminist need from a male ally?”
“How can males help in the struggle against Rape Culture?”
Athletics have been known to teach important life lessons that not a lot of kids learn anymore in our current “participation-award” world. Whether it’s not getting enough playing time and having your parents complain to the coach, or complaining because you think you deserve the MVP award at the end of the season. At the collegiate level you are, hopefully, growing up.
It’s unfortunately become one of the many stereotypes of our generation, that we just all want to be winners, but that’s not only ourgeneration. Yes, we may have some sore losers but maybe that’s because we are too easy on our young athletes. Making it to the college level of play as an athlete is a big accomplishment academically and skill wise. The coaches aren’t here to just do what your parents say. I reached out to athletes from Women’s Swimming, Women’s Soccer, and Men’s Golf about personal experiences they’ve had and what they have learned about committing so much time to playing a sport in college.