My Writings / Mis escritos
I've always dreamed about gathering letters that I've written through the years and publishing them in a book. These are letters which were never meant to be seen by the destinatary. They were written in Spanish, but I started translating them. Here is an example:
My Professional Credentials
If you would like to see my resume, please go here:
For Passaic County Community College's ESL Department page:
For PCCC's Community Technology Center page:
For information about
Silk City Media Workshop, a multimedia skills after school program I co-founded,
click here.
Here is the latest product by the kids in our program. At a time when "No Child Left Behind" has almost eradicated the arts from our schools in favor of remediation, we thought that now more than ever it's so important for our afterschool programs to allow children to express themselves through the arts. In response to this and in partnership with the Paterson YMCA and Arts for Kids, Inc. we created the Music Video Project. For the past ten weeks, six kids from Silk City Media Academy, CTC's afterschool program, learned to create their own music video. On the way, they strengthened their literacy skills as they wrote the lyrics and the storyboard for the video and their math skills as they composed and recorded the music, even though they probably didn't realize that they were doing this!
What you'll see, is all work done by the kids: they wrote the lyrics, composed the music, recorded the soundtrack, choreographed the dance, performed and produced the video. (Not bad for six kids meeting only once a week for two hours during 10 weeks!)
Da Yunginz
Adrogue and Borges
Jorge Luis Borges, an Argentine writer, loved the city so much and spent many summers during his childhood there, that he dedicated a book with poems under the city's name. An excerpt goes:
"Wherever in the world I might sense the smell of gum trees (eucaplyptus), I feel as if I had been taken back to Adrogué. And that is exactly what Adrogué was: a large and quite maze of streets surrounded by lush trees and country houses, a maze of many peaceful nights that my parents liked to traverse. Country houses in which you could guess how life was behind those country houses. In some way, I have always been there, I am always here. You take the places with yourself, the places are within yourself. I am still among the gum trees and labyrinths, that place where you can easily get lost. I guess you might as well get lost in Paradise. Bizarre statues turn pretty, a ruin that is not a ruin, a tennis court. And then, in the very Las Delicias Hotel, a big room with mirrors. I have certainly found myself in those infinite looking glasses. Many arguments, many scenes, many poems that I imagined were born in Adrogué or were fixed in Adrogué. Whenever I talk about gardens, whenever I talk about trees, I am in Adrogué; I have thought about that city, it is unnecessary to name it." (1981)