An apple a day keeps the aunties away

In My Size

At my large, Mexican American family’s reunions, judgmental comments about my body shape were always present. One of these moments occurred when I was 14 years old at my cousin’s birthday party. We had just finished singing happy birthday, and I had served myself a plate of cake and ice
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A half-white Christmas

Off the Beat

All I want for Christmas is to stop being asked what I am. As someone of multiracial heritage, navigating the concept of “otherness” prevents me from fully immersing myself in the festivities and experiences of my cultures.
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