Human Relations Ambassadors Program

by Kara Burner Growing up I’ve never judge my mother’s being the way they are. Yet who has the right to judge someone especially when it’s your family. When it comes to gay and lesbian rights it is a very sensitive subject for me. I think if you love someone and marriage is the way to go who has the

by Abriana Fernandez Making The Dream Act law simply makes sense. The Dream Act was first introduced by Republican Senator Orrin Hatch of Utah (who now opposes the measure) with the idea to provide people the opportunity, if under the age of sixteen when entering the United States, to become legal citizens. Those who have a GED or a high

by Sandra McCormick You laugh and you taunt Thinking nothing of us Because we’re not like you. We’re pushed In the background, Hidden away, Thought of as bad, Something to despair. But we found our Voice now, Something you Can’t take away, We all now will rise, It’ll be a new day. We will fight Your oppression, You hate And

by Francisco Mariano

by Andy Tovar And still They spend Their days standing And standing some more On the streets As if they Were waiting -waiting for a car of change to pull up and take them away. Poor parents Struggle with money To feed their kids. Struggle with money To pay rent For that One-room apartment That gets smaller And smaller everyday

by Christopher Nguyen Life flashed before my eyes. One could not believe everyone and everything surrounding them It was as if a predator sneaked up from behind and consumed the world This was happening under their very nose One could not grasp the thought of the problems faced in my community One could not understand and realize the aggravation it

by Rachel Somerville Recent events have led me to question my preconceived notions as to the future of feminism. It is commonplace to believe that the newest generation is more liberal than the last, but I have noticed the opposite trend. Having attended a youth debate forum with other politically-minded teens, I have decided that my generation has a lot

by David Villanueava Mother sits and stares out the window, and I feel her symphonic blues. It is abnormal to state that I completely understood her, perhaps unethical to say I always knew. I was moving at the speed of sound, so fast that I ironically lost her somewhere far behind. It seems I end up passing by her, or,