There is something nostalgic about going to the airport to pick up someone... Loved ones with roses, or balloons. People lingering in the room. All minding their own business, some people resting, killing time before their next adventure. Others looking at the flight status screen, wondering if the plane is on approach or if the... Continue Reading →
Hola, This poem, is a response to the documentary Which Way Home, I watched the documentary during a special event at The New School when I was an undergraduate student in the Spring of 2011. On my way home I was very emotional. When I am very emotional I normally I write, and that is what I did on my way home that afternoon. Enjoy!
If you take a look at my first blog written in 2011 (Who, What, When, Where and Why's of Julia R.), you can get a glimpse of my cultural background and what my formal education history looks like. However, things did not turn out the way I wrote them on that blog, hence the reason... Continue Reading →
La mayoría de mis amigos de la escuela y el trabajo me conocen por el nombre Julia, lo mismo es verdad para cualquier persona que he conocido a través de redes profesionales o fuera de mi familia. Sin embargo, para mi familia, si buscas a Julia, no te dirigirán hacia mí, te dirigirían a mi... Continue Reading →
Most of my school and work friends know me by the name of Julia, the same goes for anyone I have met through professional networks or outside of my family. However, to my family, if you are looking for Julia, they will not direct you towards me, they would direct you to my paternal grandmother.... Continue Reading →
My name is Julia Ramirez, I am originally from the Dominican Republic and moved to the United States when I was eleven years old. I have been enrolled in public schools until now. I went to my local middle school and learned English through their bilingual program. I went to a small international high school... Continue Reading →