If I’m asking what is Latino enough, I’m a breath away from asking: What is American enough?
My maternal grandmother, mary gutierrez, whom I called Nana, died when I was ten. It would take me more than twenty years before I would have the courage to find my way back to her.
By Maria Godoy Humberto Godoy was born and raised in Guatemala City. He wasn’t dirt poor, but he was poor enough that he had to shine shoes to buy pencils for school. Those pencils wrote him a new destiny: In 1954, he won a scholarship to attend what was then called Jacksonville State College in … Continued
By Sandra A. Gutierrez When I was five, we returned to Latin America, and I grew up fluently bilingual as a student in the American School of Guatemala in Guatemala City. I learned the histories of two countries, the lyrics to two national anthems, and the pledges of allegiance to the US flag and the … Continued
By Gustavo Arellano My best friend, his girlfriend, and I had just ordered hummus at a hipster café. It was happy hour. Even though we were the only people there, service was slow. When the waitress finally appeared with our appetizer, she pushed it on the table and quickly turned away. Her sharp eyes did … Continued
When customers at Cliff’s Meat Market in Carrboro, North Carolina began asking for cuts in Spanish, owner Cliff Collins started looking for help.
El Sur Latino is families.
Rosalia Torres-Weiner is an artist, activist and community leader in Charlotte, NC. Her art captures the themes, colors and rich symbolism of her native home of Mexico.
“It’s a reminder that America has always been two continents, not a country.”