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Flying out Tuesday the 29th

January 22, 2008 

Dear Administrative Board of Harvard College,   

I can’t thank you enough for the decision to require me to withdraw June 2006.  Being away from Harvard allowed me to mature; to lose my fears and inhibitions and find myself.  

Even before my sudden leave of absence in 2005 as a result of my stepfather’s death at the hands of a drunk driver, I was struggling at Harvard.  I felt alone and afraid and made few friends.  My life before college had not prepared me to fend for myself.  After my return in the fall of 2005, I continued to grow frustrated with my ability to keep up with friends and to succeed in my classes.  My childhood memories confused me.  I had never dealt with the issues I had experienced.   

I spent the first few months of my withdrawal isolated and depressed.  I was constantly haunted by the pains of my past and my current failure.  During my time at Harvard, I struggled to figure out who I was and what I wanted or even liked.  The only truths I acknowledged were the ones in my past.  I felt like I didn’t fit in anywhere but didn’t even know enough about myself to try to fit in.  Additionally, my husband and I found it difficult to live in Boston on his salary especially with the credit card debts I had accumulated over the previous year as a result of my stepfather’s death.  After some prodding from my husband we finally moved back to Dallas on October 30, 2006.

After securing a job I looked for therapy in the one place I could afford without health insurance, a bilingual community behavioral health clinic where I could see a counselor for only $35.  I remember walking in to meet this woman with tears in my eyes, my heart heavy and really doubtful she could even help me.  Soon, however, I was meeting her once a week and making progress on issues from concentration, procrastination, and planning, to grief, faith, and confrontation.  I learned how to work through my fears and accomplish the tasks before me without needing affirmation from those around me.  I learned how to cope with the realities of my past without letting it hold me down.  Since that time I have continued in therapy to further build my confidence and coping skills.  Through my work with both of my therapist I have learned to live life for the moment without fear of the past and its potential reoccurrence. 

I have worked at a C.P.A. firm since November 6, 2006 in various roles and my time here has taught me many lessons.  It has taught me the value of organization in a hectic environment and the need to establish a plan to successfully complete multiple tasks.   My time at this firm has put me under the mentorship of one of this country’s finest Latina business woman.  With her guidance, I have learned to be more assertive and self confident, as opposed to my time at Harvard, where I had been so shy and afraid of the unknown.   

I was only required to withdraw for one year, but I chose to take three semesters because I wanted to make sure that I was fully ready when and if I came back.  I feel that this was the right decision for me, as I now feel truly prepared to return. I have learned to accept my past but live for the future.   

If my petition is approved, I plan to live on campus while my husband stays in Dallas. With my husband in town it was difficult to be a student 24 hours a day/ 7 days a week.  He is starting his own business and completely supports my decision to return.  I want to return to Harvard and I feel ready to do so.     

As I look at myself now, I am proud of who I have become, a confident Latina woman. I might never be completely unafraid, but I will no longer be crippled by my fear.  I am a good wife, daughter, sister, friend, and hopefully soon, student.  I am ready to return and I am comfortable with who I am; a work in progress.    

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Grievances 2

This is not meant to be an educated response to the debates of today though I have gleaned my opinion from my academic readings.  I am simply ranting and letting out my frustration. It is not meant to be a well formed debate,  however, I do encourage others to comment on this and other posts if they are so inclined. I also apologize readily to those I may have offended. 

I have heard that mexicans are here to take back Texas which they believe was stolen from Mexico.  Is there some truth to that?  I have read historical accounts of the history of Texas and while I still can’t agree that Texas was stolen, or that it was legitimately acquired, I do know that Texas was part of Mexico.

I know that at the time it became part of the U.S., mestizzos and african descendants had rights.  Slavery was abolished, and people had rights, and were able to own property. No life was not perfect. Mexicanos were already in Texas (and some of them were “white”).  Stephen F. Austin years later made a deal with Mexico that allowed U.S. citizens to come to Texas and purchase land.  Those white people moved into the area, and then flooded in, they soon became the majority.  Soon, there was a movement to become a part of the U.S., though not easily, this was accomplished.  Do you know what happened? These white people, descendants of those that are now claiming that mexicans are flooding in and ruining texas and the dallas area, decided that they couldn’t bear to give up slaves and that those mutts the mexicans weren’t worthy of their rights.  They stripped people of their land, re enslaved some african descendants, and went on with their lives. 

 So, yeah, most of texas speaks english.  Why should it be the official language of Texas?  Because english speaking immigrants flooded into the area and commited various injustices that guaranteed their comfortable living in Texas, before it was part of the U.S.  Or maybe because they continually commited injustices to ensure their continued reign as kings of the land, segregating mexicans and others into separate schools, or in those areas that were not segregated, punishing students for speaking spanish and threatening with expulsions or violence.  Mexican-Americans/ Texicans were forced to be ashamed of their history.  And now more mexicans are moving into the area and people are crying foul because they speak spanish, and drain the system.  What an injustice, it’s definitely worse than stripping people of their rights. And hey, at least their food is an improvement.  And like my college prides itself in saying, diversity is what makes this place great.

 I don’t claim to be completely correct but neither are they that are crying foul. 

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