families
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The Laundromat
When my family first arrived in the U.S. from Cuba we had very little that we could call our own. Not only did we rent a small apartment, but whatever furniture we had in our house we either begged, borrowed or stole (the last one metaphorically speaking, of course). In fact, if you sat in Read more
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Me and Matilda
I am an orphan. But not in the typical way we think of an orphan. I mean, I have a mother and a brother. I had a father. I grew up with them, spent time with them, and we spoke often on the phone once I moved away from home. I’ve never lived close enough Read more
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Parent Partnerships
When a child is misbehaving, not learning (at the rate and manner determined by the adults), or appears sullen and unhappy, what do you do? Do you blame the child? “It’s because he’s lazy, spoiled, insolent?” Or, do you blame the parents? “They’re spoiling her.” “They don’t set limits.” “They let him do whatever he Read more
Elisa Waingort 