Author: Elizabeth Levy
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My Favorite Latino Foods: A Love Letter to My Roots
Home is where the heart is. And my heart? It’s where the food is. Unlike the typical American household, we didn’t grow up on casseroles or burgers. Every meal in our home was Hispanic cuisine—Guatemalan foods specifically. It wasn’t just what we ate, it was how we stayed connected to where we came from. Now…
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Rewriting the Rules: What College Looks Like for the First to Make it
1. The Pressure to know at Eighteen Senior year felt like being handed a blank map and being told, “You better not get lost.” I didn’t know the destination—I just knew the road had to lead to something practical, something impressive, something that made it all worth it. Most people don’t know who they want…
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Little Translator, Big Responsibility: The Hidden Weight of Bilingual Kids
Imagine being six years old, translating a lease agreement or ordering everyone’s food at a restaurant—not because you want to, but because no one else can. I was reminded of this feeling during a conversation with my boyfriend a few weeks ago. He mentioned how he spoke on the phone with a child about one…
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Ni de Aquí, Ni de Allá: Growing up First-Gen in Two Worlds
As a child, understanding is minimal. You simply exist, absorbing the world around you, imitating the examples set before you. Everything feels normal because that’s all you’ve known. But for much of my life, I was unknowingly navigating two worlds at once. The realization came in fragments, leaving me with moments of confusion and disconnection.…
Cultura and Clarity 