I have spent much of my life, exploring books, different cultures, and my identity as a woman. I am Mexican, I am American, and I am an indigenous woman. I live on the border. The border between two countries, two cultures, two histories, I live on the border of rich and poor, of abused and some are privilege, of rural life and urban life, of Spanish, Mexican and English. I am 45 years old. I have been married and betrayed, to say the least. I have like all people, dreams and some have been sometimes destroyed. I am a teacher at high school level. I am a PhD student in education and cultural studies at the University of Texas El Paso. I have a university degree from Mexico. I have knowledge and experience and seek to bring compassion and intellectual vigor to my students. And help girls and young women to live with confidence, bravery and even optimism. I have been a social activist for many years. I refuse to be silent where I see injustice and cruelty and yes, rape and murder. As a woman who has been sexually molested I identify with women who suffer with what I have suffered. As a Spanish-speaking woman, I cannot stand by when Anglos tend to disparage my Mexican roots. I am Mexican citizen. An American citizen. America at its best is tolerant, welcoming, a felicitous mosaic of different cultures. I want my America to be worthy of its most noble essence. We have recently elected Barack Obama so it is clear the winds were changing but discrimination did not end, we need to dialogue, proposed love as per Hannah Arendt  (Amor Mundi) “create a new political identity and embrace the world despite its horrors."

I am a writer, the author of three novels I am a feminist author. Not that strident anti male feminism too common in USA today. For me feminism is a wagon that welcomes men and women, straight and gay people, who see each other as equal beings. I am as intolerant of abusive women as I am of sexist men. I seek a path away from dehumanizing women and this is for the benefit of all societies. I am Mexican. I am American I am a woman and the world is my country. I am the seventh of a family of nine, two males, seven women, I am Tarahumara descendent, indigenous from Chihuahua, Mexico. My father was a farmworker during the Bracero program back in 1960’s, after the Second World War. My father despite his rickety education, did not follow a macho role or patriarchy, he encouraged all his children to be their best version possible. I had my first teacher assignment at Segundo Barrio in El Paso, Tx. I served Mexican American students that struggle with identity and language. During 2006, I encouraged them to get informed about the massive protest pro-immigration and won an award a year later. “Young political protesters mobilize around the globe, with successful protests conducted by younger, poorer and darker-skinned activist. On Wednesday March 29, as Hispanics throughout the US took to the streets to protest punitive immigration legislation, the Spanish teacher Hilda Sotelo was called into the principal's office at Austin high school, in El Paso. Austin is the "Home of the Fighting Panthers,” but this was one fight the principal, Angelo Pokluda, did not want his students getting involved in. Pokluda (who did not respond to requests for an interview) told Sotelo not to talk to her class about immigration. When he told him this, she was on chapter three of Spanish for Native Speakers, which deals with discrimination towards immigrants, he told her to teach something else” Younge (2006).