The Skin I’m In
My skin isn't always straightforward in the way it defines me. Sometimes my skin has me mistaken for a Samoan, or an Indian, or Native American. In actuality, I'm Latino. A Latino who doesn't speak Spanish. No hablo Español. I'm as Mexican as I can be without the language, and as American as I can be without being white. Reprinted with permission from The Jesuit Post....
