When I started teaching, I was known as “the translator.” Teachers called on me to help students navigate between English and Spanish. At the time, I didn’t mind. I wanted to help. I wanted to be useful. But I soon realized that being the helper put me in a unique position as an educator and a bridge.

Using writing and poetry to interact with my students became a cornerstone of my teaching practice.

Poetry has offered me a sense of belonging. I’ve always struggled with being vulnerable; however, here I am sharing my deepest passions for writing through free writing.

It appears out of nowhere—the end of summer. One moment, we are binge-watching shows and enjoying barbecue leftovers, and next, the school year is coming ahead.