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A Day For All of Us

Tuesday, January 20th, 2009

I wasn’t sure where I wanted to watch the inauguration ceremony for Barack Obama. I thought it would be cool to watch it in Times Square. Or perhaps in a bar while sipping a drink (although I’m not one for drinking that early unless I’m in Puerto Rico and having lunch with my Tia Alicia who insists the only beverage that should accompany a meal is a vino tinto).

Instead, I chose to watch this so very historic moment in my livingroom as La Gorda de Oro took advantage that I was distracted and snoozed away on my favorite chair. So I felt free to shed tears.

I think initially they were tears of relief that this day had finally come. Today our world changed and I felt grateful that it - and we - would never be the same.

I am so in awe that a young man that I met a few years ago during a campaign stop in New Jersey – when he came to stump for my ex-boss Jon Corzine – is now our country’s leader. As I wrote in an earlier blog, I approached Senator Obama to ask for his signature on a program at the request of a local community organizer. He was sitting in a back room with his jacket off and looking a bit weary. Without a moment’s hesitation, he graciously signed the program as did then-Senator Corzine.

I remember noting that Senator Obama was left-handed. I again watched him use that left hand today as he signed his first official documents as president of the United States, and as a CNN commentator noted his “excellent penmanship.”

(On a side note, I was speaking to my brother Donato on Sunday while I watched Obama at his stop in Baltimore. I had to laugh when my brother recalled being in Baltimore back in 1960 and winning first prize in a dance contest. The dance? The Twist! )

In addition to a feeling of relief, I think I also cried today because President Obama – first time I type those words together – looked so achingly young as he walked to take his oath and as he slightly stumbled on the words after he placed his hand on the bible. My “Tia Ivette” mode kicked in and I wanted to hug him and tell him that everything was going to be alright.

As I wrote this blog, I spoke with Perth Amboy Mayor Wilda Diaz who was at her parents’ home in San Sebastian, Puerto Rico where she was wrapping up her vacation and celebrating her father’s 71st birthday. The mayor and a host of relatives watched the inauguration with pride – while also gleefully noting they were wearing shorts on a beautiful day on the island while thousands were standing outside and freezing back on the mainland.

The mayor said: “This is a proud moment … It’s about all of us.”

I do feel more optimistic about our country now that President Obama is in the White House. And I know we’re all going to be watching carefully how his administration deals with issues that affect Latinos.

But for now, I’m going to enjoy what happened today and put aside any worries. And tonight I will join others at a celebration.

And no more tears. Indeed, here’s a song from my college days that I think summarizes how a lot of people are feeling today.

Enjoy.

http://www.imeem.com/ilovemusic259/music/a0cjjsm7/eddie_
palmieri_un_dia_bonitoeddie_palmieri/

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Language and Culturally Competent Services: The Change We Need

Wednesday, January 14th, 2009

My involvement on the issue of cultural competence and access to language smart service delivery began when my family arrived in the mainland United States, in New York City. I was eight years old and was thrown into the semi-bilingual school systems of New York, Newark and Elizabeth.

Yes, my family moved around; a lot. By the time I graduated high school I counted 13 different schools in three states not including schools in Puerto Rico. The one thing that amazes me the most is the resilience of my parents to navigate the system by using the pre-existing communities of Puerto Ricans and Cubans (they were the main Latino population at the time) to survive. How did those communities learn to survive? They learned from other pre-existing communities before them, such as Italians, Irish, and Chinese, to name a few. The truth is that regardless of the existing support structures at the time and now, Latino communities continue to struggle with a system that needs fundamental change.

As a professional I have sat on many conference planning committees, cultural competence boards, government and nonprofit commissions all dealing with access to services by the Latino community. Time and again we have discussed and determined the need for culturally competent and community sensitive services to the Latino community; there have been reports and recommendations on what to do and how to do it. Through the years one thing has remained constant: the actual drive of culturally and linguistically competent services into the Latino community are spotty at best. I find myself, reliving and rehashing the same issues year-to-year and hoping for a different outcome. However, I am usually disappointed in the actual results.

I am always intrigued by the reasons “professionals” give for their “inability” to penetrate the Latino community. The first, of course, is the amount of money it would take to serve this community at 100%. This is also the most troubling answer as it purports to separate the Latino community from the general service delivery system. In reality, it is probably less expensive to rework the system to be culturally and linguistically sensitive, than to continue service delivery in “reactive” and “crisis” mode. Individuals who need services will get them, one way or the other. The question is whether they will receive the services in an emergency setting or as part of a routine or preventive schedule. When evaluating how agencies or councils serve the Latino community it may be wise to look at the overall cost savings that society would garner from preventive and routine service delivery. How do we get to a point where it is not about the initial investment but the eventual outcomes?

The second response usually involves a “fairness” question in the minds of those in charge. Sometimes, it takes on a historical approach, such as, “Well, when my grandparents came from X country they didn’t have bilingual services or materials in their language.” The other and more common answer is, “You know if we do it for one group then we’re going to have to do it for all groups.”

The truth is that many of us were not here when someone’s grandparents came to the shores of a country that promises equality and justice for all. But I do know that even then there were established groups such as the Sons of Norway, which was formed in 1895 in order to protect the rights of Norwegians living in the United States. The group also allowed Norwegians to purchase insurance as only natural born U.S. citizens were allowed to purchase insurance at the time. The initial charter and rules called for all the groups’ communications to be in the Norwegian language.

Hungarian Americans were also forced to start their own clubs and societies, many church-related. The reason was discrimination and the inability to integrate into existing services and structures. New Brunswick had the highest percentage of Hungarian Americans in the U.S.; it was referred to as “the most Hungarian city in the United States” according to the New Jersey Encyclopedia.

Polish Americans also began their lives here by fleeing the persecutions their country was undergoing in the late 18th century. Divided by Russia, Germany, and Austria, Poland was under threat of losing its culture and language. Therefore, many fled to the United States to save the culture and language, which they knew and loved. They established banks, newspapers, churches, clubs, and businesses for and by Polish people. It is easy to forget that many who came to the shores of this country were discriminated against and ridiculed because they spoke a different language and had a different culture. This is really no different than what Latinos are going through today with one exception: many of these groups came here before Franklin D. Roosevelt’s New Deal.

The reason why “real change” in linguistic and culturally competent services does not happen is often cited as money. Money seems to be the driving force in many of the decisions made about service delivery. However, the overall cost of not delivering services in an appropriate and culturally competent manner will surely lead to increase cost and inappropriate service delivery.

If money is the answer, then let us imagine all that will be saved by educating people in a language they understand. Remove the guesswork most non-native speakers undergo at mainstream agencies, doctors offices, disability organizations and other institutions by following one of these vetted recommendations:

– Translate materials into Spanish and other languages in order to increase the availability of information to the diverse communities. This would decrease the lack of misinformation about services and programs offered by agencies, councils and others. This would include: web pages, resource directories, pamphlets, and other media such as Public Service Announcements, and direct outreach campaigns.

– Increase the number of individuals who are Latino within boards, advisory groups, councils, and search committees.

– Increase the amount of Latino staff to ensure a diverse place reflective of the people served.

– Provide cultural competency training staff, board members, and volunteers in order to better serve all communities.

– Incorporate the use of technology such as language lines to communicate with Spanish speakers when native speakers are unavailable.

– Include Latino-related topics in conferences, workshops, webinars and trainings.

The New Deal was a first step in the transformation of government to what it is today. It sought to restructure the type of services and way in which individuals could qualify for them. This system to some extent is what many of us have inherited. Today, Latinos need a “New Deal”, from the government that serves us. Many claim to believe in the “inclusion and immersion” of Latinos into all aspects of their departments, agencies, councils and not-for-profits. However, they refuse to lift a finger to change how they serve this same group. This in the face of overwhelming statistics that Latinos are and will continue to be the largest minority group in the United States, for many years to come.

(Javier Robles is currently the President of http://www.thisabled.com/, a disability website and consulting service.)

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2008: Just a Glimpse

Sunday, January 4th, 2009

It’s amazing to think about the things that can happen in just one year. When I sit to think about it, I get inspired to do more, be more, believe more, and give more of myself. The year 2008 definitely brought new beginnings, and also brought sad endings to people and things in my life that no longer aligned with my purpose. Here is a quick rundown of what happened in 2008, a clear indication that the best is yet to come. Not all moments can ever be fully recorded. This is just a glimpse.

January:
Began my year in total consecration from certain people and activities in my life. Wanted a focused mindset regarding the new year. Preached for the first time ever. Discovered that I have more self-control than what I thought.

February:
Saw the International Missions Conference I was planning come to life. Performed in my last show of the Vagina Monologues. Had a vision that gave me confirmation that Kenya was the place for our annual trip. Spent another Valentine’s Day with my girlfriends. Discovered that those who see it in you, will always drive you there.

March:
Went on my last tour with Gospel Choir Ministries. Served in New Orleans and Texas. Got a chance to be on the set with Extreme Makeover Home Edition. Helped on the last night to finish the house for the Usea family. Prayed for the elderly. Celebrated my spiritual birthday. Trained the new executive board for Union Latina, the group I headed at school.Volunteered at a young girls event at the United Nations. Discovered the importance of serving.

April:
Enjoyed my last full month as a senior in college. Spoke at a conference for Latinas. Met Linda Nieves-Powell. Hosted various Latino events in celebration of our schools Latino Awareness Celebration month. Spent time with people I care about. Studied hard for finals. Wrote papers. Continued fundraising for Kenya trip. Went to see “ In the Heights”. Pondered about my after-graduation plans. Gave my last college tour. Discovered that I love everything that I am.

May:
Did some illegal, yet fun things on campus. Lived every minute of every day. Received a grant from the Hispanic Scholarship Fund on graduation day. Took a picture with the president of the college on graduation day. Our picture was the one chosen to be in the newspaper the next morning. Received an award from the Communications Department. Graduated on a very rainy day, just like all my other graduations. Went to a women’s networking convention for free. Discovered that the best moments of my life, just began.

June:
Prepared final details to go to Kenya, Africa. Traveled to London. Almost got stranded in London. Made it to Kenya with the group. Kissed a giraffe. Learned some swahili songs. Met the beautiful kids at By Grace Home. Fell in love with life, all over again. Tasted mandazi and chapati for the first time. Met and bonded with some very amazing people. Discovered that God truly is faithful with his promises.

July:
Preached for the second time ever, in Kenya. Walked one of the poorest slums in Kenya, and loved it. Learned that I am truly a missionary. Started constructing the orphanage with the group. Saw live African dancing. Danced with a Catholic priest in front of a whole bunch of people. Celebrated the 4th of July in Kenya. Helped run medical clinics in the slum of Mathare. Prayed for a Muslim woman that was diagnosed with HIV. Felt overwhelmed with everything I was learning. Got my hair braided by the little girls from the By Grace Home. Traveled back to London. Discovered that great things can never be accomplished alone.

August:
Went for a job interview at my friend’s small business. Joined the West New York Women’s Club. Attended a free jazz concert with my sister. Felt a deep desire to run for mayor of West New York. Attended the second annual retreat of Fresh Springs International. Finally figured out the answers to some of my unanswered prayers. Thought about my future husband. Learned that I really do enjoy dancing. Wrote two songs. Discovered that I will always be a little girl at heart.

September:
Was hired as the Director of Administration at BRP. CORP. Got licensed to minister. Celebrated my 22nd birthday. Had a surprise party for my best friend’s 22nd birthday. Tasted clams and lobster for the first time. Got an awesome business idea. Had many prophetic dreams. Felt deep sorrow for the first time in a very long time. Wanted to change my look. Wrote three songs. Had jury duty for the first time. Discovered a different level of friendship.

October:
Interviewed two potential candidates. Hired someone for the first time. Fired someone for the first time. Had my first employee meeting of the month. Received a phone call from the family I stayed with in El Salvador in 2007. Had the first ever Salsa at the Springs event. Noticed how much I missed dancing Salsa. Changed my look. Realized that I was no longer a college student. Spent some time fasting for clarity in life. Wrote a sermon while sitting on a bus. Learned that I love Human Resources. Attended a convention that gave me ideas for future projects. Discovered that there are so many beautiful gifts in people.

November:
Had lunch with Ivette for the first time ever. Began a new season in the spirit. Started a personal project. Learned that I am truly called to help young girls discover themselves. Started and finished reading two books. Celebrated Thanksgiving with the family. Explored other business ventures. Learned that I love being creative. Had endless phone meetings. Had thoughts of my life calling. Discovered the true meaning of discretion and clarity.

December:
Spent much time in my thoughts. Had the annual Christmas gathering with my three best friends. Realized I need to give more of myself. Spent my weekends with the family. Noticed how occupied I am with ministry. Wondered why I am still single. Volunteered at a children’s holiday party for the W.N.Y Women’s Club. Celebrated Christmas with the family. Celebrated New Years with the family. Discovered that if life was like pregnancy and 2008 was like the last month of being pregnant, 2009 will be a time where everything in me will manifest.

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