I grew up in a mainly white school fifteen minutes from the Connecticut shoreline, in sleepy towns whose grocery stores only recently started selling “ethnic food” (meaning only plantains). I was ...

Words matter. They have power; the power to define us, our stories, our relationships. They are how we make meaning of our experiences and sense of our world. It is easy to assume others share our ...

I grew up in a mainly white school fifteen minutes from the Connecticut shoreline, in sleepy towns whose grocery stores only recently started selling “ethnic food” (meaning only plantains). I was ...