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It was my first year of teaching Spanish in the United States when just a few weeks after I started the school year one of my colleagues approached me and asked me about my plans to celebrate Hispanic Heritage Month.
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It was my first year of teaching Spanish in the United States when just a few weeks after I started the school year one of my colleagues approached me and asked me about my plans to celebrate Hispanic Heritage Month. I confess that I was a bit perplexed because I had never heard about this celebration. For a moment I thought she was referring to Día de la Raza, a celebration of Latin American countries where we honor our roots and our identity. But I soon realized that we were in September and that Día de la Raza is celebrated on October 12, the same date of the federal holiday that celebrates the life of the man who left so much poverty and sadness after the “discovery” of America.
Seeing my confusion, my colleague immediately put in my hands posters with the faces of César Chávez, Antonia Novello, Dolores Huerta, Gloria Estefan and others. Although they were quite striking posters, I felt a little embarrassed when I realized that of all those faces and names I could only recognize Gloria Estefan’s.
Twenty years later I recognize and know very well the history of each one of these Hispanic icons. However, after having lived so long in the United States, I have had many experiences that as a teacher made me think about the most appropriate way to celebrate Hispanic Heritage Month. It is true that there are hundreds of Hispanics who are celebrated for their as human rights defenders, scientists, artists, or athletes. But there is another group of more than sixty million Hispanics who live in this country and for some reason aren’t as celebrated during Hispanic Heritage Month.
I have never felt celebrated during Hispanic Heritage Month. I have always seen this celebration as something that is done in schools, in shopping center windows, bars and on TV. While in our classes we play happy Hispanic music and decorate with lively colors, with confetti, piñatas and more, we forget the dark reality of millions of immigrant families that are separated by inhumane initiatives.
While music, dancing, food and visiting Hispanic countries somehow celebrates our culture, I think we should help our students see beyond the tacos and fiestas. Let’s help them to open their eyes so they can see all those Hispanics who with their work provide us with food, shelter, comfort and more commodities that make our life better. In my opinion, the work carried out by the majority of Hispanic immigrants in this country deserves the recognition of a smile, a shaking of hands, and a thank you.
Let’s offer a little happiness to the worker, to the custodian, to the employee of the school cafeteria who, while being Hispanic, doesn’t feel celebrated when the whole school is celebrating Hispanic Heritage Month.
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