by Jack Doppelt | Apr 23, 2017 | About, Back Home, Our Staff, Work, Jobs and Money
By Will Ragatz, Medill, Immigrant Connect “Goooooooooooooool!” When Ecuador’s Michael Arroyo finds the back of the net with a goal to put his country on the scoreboard in its Copa America quarterfinal matchup with the United States, an unlikely friend of mine is sent...
by Jack Doppelt | Apr 23, 2017 | About, Back Home, Family, Identity, Our Staff
By Isabella Soto, Medill, Immigrant Connect The raking, grating sound of the güira punctuates the humid and heavy South Texas night air. It’s the wee hours of the morning and Tio Julio, the lean, bald-headed life of the party, has broken out his güira, an instrument...
by Jack Doppelt | Apr 23, 2017 | About, Back Home, Family, Our Staff
By Max Goodman, Medill, Immigrant Connect As the choppy waves of the Gulf of Mexico rock against the side of our Princess cruise ship, my family of nine sits in a circle and reflects on the past. Five days have passed since my parents, aunt and uncle, cousin and her...
by Jack Doppelt | Apr 22, 2017 | About, Back Home, Family, Identity, Our Staff
By Victoria Cabales, Medill, Immigrant Connect My grandmother hands me a packet of seaweed lavers, short grain rice, and pickled daikon radish. In her broken English, she instructs me to prepare rolls of gimbap while she finishes frying the marinated beef and egg. “We...
by Jack Doppelt | Feb 12, 2017 | Back Home, Family, Identity, Our Staff, Uncategorized
By Matt Zdun, Medill, Immigrant Connect “What is that?” I blurt out as I stare up at the ceiling of my best friend Wesley’s dorm room. It is the first time I’m in his room, and I can’t stop looking at it. Wrapped around the exposed water pipe above his bed is a gray...
by Jack Doppelt | Feb 12, 2017 | Back Home, Family, Our Staff, The Migration
By Andy Weir, Medill, Immigrant Connect I’m warming up a hot dog in a microwave when my mother walks into the kitchen, balks at what I’m doing, and abruptly walks away. “Perhaps she just thinks it’s not healthy,” I think to myself. “Maybe she’s just got something...
