This is the fifth and second-to-last post in my series. The last post focused on my time in college. This post transitions my views into the real world.
While still at Cal, I tried to spend my last years studying and preparing for my graduation but i still found myself involved in the struggle between my identity as a Latino but struggle to find a place where other Latinos would also accept me as part of their community. But I didn’t feel as alone as i once had.
After reading so far into this blog, you may feel as if i beleive their are only two faces of the Latino community. Those in my position and those not. However, this would ignore the many shades in between.
Both while at Cal and after graduating, i was working for a law firm in a nearby city. The supervisor there was a very attractive older Mexican woman who, like me, was third generation. However, unlike me (and for whatever reason) she had gone a route that i very well could have myself. Her attitude towards the Latino community was actually one of annoyance and disdain. She felt that with her education and skill-set that she had actually surpassed what being Mexican was all about.
It’s interesting to think about because in order for her to feel as she did, she accepted the basic premise of “being Mexican” that i heartedly deny. This is that there is a specific way to “be Mexican”: That Mexicans are low skill, low salary earning people with little hope of potential. Any advancement by a Mexican was not actually an improvement of he or she as a Mexican but, instead, a disregard of their Mexican self in place of a White-American self.