Mila is passionate about poetry, human geography, and social issues (locally and globally). Her involvement in her high school's teaching program has allowed her to gain skills in teaching, speaking and lesson planning. She spent her sophomore and senior year teaching and assisting at elementary schools on a regular basis. She loves to voice her opinions on different social issues such as gender inequality through her spoken word poems as well as her own personal experiences. She loves performing her poems at every event she has the opportunity to participate in and would not be who she was today without writing as a whole. Mila is interested in learning about different cultures, literature and fighting against social inequality. During her bridge year, Mila hopes to grow as an individual, fully immerse and learn about Ecuadorian culture and prepare herself for her journey to college and finding herself a career path she is passionate about.
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Most times it still does not feel real. I constantly remind myself I am actually living right here, in a foreign country, in Ecuador, in my campo that is Bella Union, and am astonished by everything that suddenly becomes real in the moment of that…
02 April, 2016
I took a break from California. I took a break from traffic on highways and bright, neatly scattered street lights, from populated but polluted beaches, from waking up every saturday in my room to go downstairs, have breakfast while clearing out my DVR. I took…
20 December, 2015
My grandmother is a small, cute asian lady who has creases around her eyes that only grow deeper when she laughs and smiles. Her english is not too well, and I often receive lectures from her in her native language. Embarrassingly enough, I don’t always…
07 October, 2015
EL CAMPO – The countryside A very simple word to describe a tranquil and beautiful place that is my new home. Bella Union, a rural community with one big main dirt road that goes uphill. Going up the hill you can see the few small…
22 September, 2015
In a cage, I never knew any better… Than to work only with things given to me To sleep, eat, and learn in the same place Imprints of iron bars defacing my skin Years after years Outside this cage existed no house I wanted…
19 September, 2015
Today I stayed home, sick and bedridden. After an episode of constant vomiting, insomnia and headaches, I’ve decided to never eat McDonalds ever again. Laying down with my aching stomach and pounding head, I’ve realized what an important day it was, and what a unfortunate…
10 September, 2015
Things in my room, I have clothes, books, an excessive amount of pillows, I have peace. I’m deciding what I should pack. I’m deciding on what I need. In my ginormous suitcase I’ve packed a lot of t-shirts, a couple pairs of pants, 2 pairs…
27 August, 2015
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