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By chrisbohorquez

Prior to coming to Paris, I considered myself to be a very open minded individual. I saw myself as the lily-livered bleeding-heart liberal who was receptive to all thought processes and ideas. While I still believe this to a degree, throughout my time in Europe, I have been confronted with challenges that have tested this identity.

In some aspects, it has been strengthened. For example; the issue of race and ethnicity in France is widely different than what it is in the United States. Because of the varied pasts with race relations between the U.S. and France, there are some obvious differences that come with the territory. But after being taught by French professors on issues of race and immigration in France, after meeting and speaking with children and grand-children of Algerian, Moroccan, Tunisian immigrants, I now see that France is a place where race is rarely dealt with in a way which furthers the conversation to a more inclusive conclusion. I have seen only fractions of the reasons why French politicians such as Marine Le Pen (France’s answer to Donald Trump and Nigel Farage), have risen to power. I have become more thankful for the diversity around me in America, the diversity that has never stopped speaking up against injustice. I still see the United States as a country that has, throughout its history, impeded in the natural rights of people of all minorities. We’ve progressed, there’s no denying, but after the past few years where this issue is once again being pushed into our national discourse – it seems as if we are regressing to a time of divisiveness and hatred that we haven’t seen since it was codified as laws. Especially after this election. ...continue reading "Being Fiercely Latino Means A Lot More to me Now."

By chrisbohorquez

I am about to hit the three month mark on my study abroad experience and I can safely say that I have become a better person because of it. At GW, as great as it is, one can feel like a plankton in the entire Atlantic ocean; simply being in a smaller group has allowed me to expand the exploration of my identity. Even before coming to Paris I knew that I was adventurous; a cautious risk-taker, a pragmatist-- these thoughts have been reinforced by my community through the challenges/opportunities that have been presented to me. For example, every other weekend, some friends and I open a map of Europe and randomly point to a city which we will then proceed to jump on train to with our EURail pass. This method of travelling has taken me to day-trips in Berlin, a weekend in Poland and a week in Venice. This, of course, is done during days where classes are not held.

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By chrisbohorquez

I don't know how my parents did it. My dad hopped a plane to Miami in 1982 from Colombia with two blue suitcases and my mom arrived at JFK airport on Thanksgiving of 1992 with my older sister who was two at the time. They did not know the language, they did not know the culture, they barely had anyone in the United States to help them out. Now, I am aware that I am not leaving my family behind in my home country in order to immigrate to France and build a life here. However, it sure felt like it when I first left the doors of the airport.
After settling into my living space, I began the daunting task of the beginnings of any new group setting: ice breakers.
During our orientation, we all had to go around and do the typical introduction we always have to do : school? major? hometown/state? fun fact? It's always the fun fact that trips me up. For this one, I thought to myself, 'well might as well' and when it was my turn to participate in this quote-unquote ice breaker, I said: George Washington University, Political Science, Paterson New Jersey, and my fun fact is that I am fiercely latino.

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