ALONDRA AGUILAR RANGEL Three years ago, I left my parents' house in California to go study on the other side of the world. I can travel only once a year. The distance and time make me miss my family a lot. I question why we are constantly moving: Why do we keep looking for a better life somewhere else?
NORA RODRIGUEZ CAMAGNA We demanded, we begged, we guilt-tripped our parents for money. We had reached the age where we cared about our image. We no longer accepted garage sale clothes or Kmart blue-light sale items. We wanted the hip-hugging, sailor-pant flap Chemin de Fer jeans.
VIX GUTIERREZ Outside the train station, with the sun glinting off the few cars in the parking lot, Mr. Alfson put my suitcase in the back of a rusty cargo van. The van, he told me, stepping into the driver’s seat, had been donated by a church. His team used it to deliver aid to remote villages.