In the summer of 2014, I was halfway through my MFA in Poetry at Brooklyn College and desperately looking for work at the intersection of poetry and education. As a poet exploring work in translation from Farsi and my Afghan heritage, I somehow stumbled upon City...
Un choque. Choque pi ta pom ta ria. Choque pom. Pi ta. Pi pi pi ta. Ta ria. Choque pom. Ta ria ria pi ta ria ria pi ta ria ria pi ta choque pom. Pom pom. The onomatopoeia of the castañuelas speaks out. They are the disruptive force in the colonially induced quiet of...
I work at the Folk Arts-Cultural Treasures Charter School (FACTS) in Philadelphia. New teachers coming to teach at our school are unlikely to have had any courses in folklife education in their preservice training, so we kick off new staff orientation with a day that...
I always carry my mother’s words with me, and I share them with everyone I teach about Día de Los Muertos. She said, “We all suffer three deaths. The first death is the day that we give up our last breath, the day that we die. Our second death is the day we are...
As part of Local Learning’s 2020 third annual New York State Culture, Community, and the Classroom initiative in Corning-Elmira, high school Spanish teacher Vivian Muñoz hosted George Zavala in a virtual classroom residency. Along with 40 other educators, eight folk...
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