Our communities are under attack, and our safety is threatened. Our communities in the Eastern Coachella Valley are vulnerable because there’s already a lack of safe spaces and resources for our immigrant community.

Like many here, I grew up seeing la migra on a daily basis patrolling our homes. When we are threatened with walls and deportations what’s at stake is the separation of our families, the separation of our communities.

Our immigrant communities are the foundation of this nation, many who sacrificed everything by crossing man made borders so that their children could have a better life.

Our immigrant communities are the foundation of this nation, many who sacrificed everything by crossing man made borders so that their children could have a better life. They’ve contributed greatly to this nation and in return they yet are not given the credit or paid adequately or treated justly for their contributions.

I am the proud daughter of immigrant parents, the ones who’ve pushed me to go on with chants of si se puede. Their love and daily sacrifices is where I pull strength para echarle ganas y seguir adelante. When they threaten immigrant communities they threaten my source of vida and our existence. Sin la comunidad inmigrante esta nación no es nada, what’s at stake is our tomorrow.

When they threaten immigrant communities they threaten my source of vida and our existence.

For me sanctuary status would be a guarantee of our safety. Officials and leaders at every level need to make public statements that they will take action and put into writing that they stand with our immigrant community. They need to state that they don’t stand with the separation of families, that they don’t stand by policies that have given them the license to racially profile and criminalize and that they will not comply or share information with immigration agencies.

If we have all of our local officials and leaders in our community make public statements and put their words into writing and action for me it will make me gain some newfound hope that all politics isn’t just carefully crafted piece of words but that those elected people are actually there for our gente and it will make our efforts that much greater.

Check out this video from Youthwire of young people advocating for sanctuary status in communities across California. 

About the Author:

Olivia Rodriguez, 24, is from Thermal, Calif. She graduated from UC Berkeley in 2015 with a Biology degree. One of her favorite places in the Eastern Coachella Valley is the Mecca Park where you can find her playing basketball. At the end of a long day she loves spending time with her family in their garden enjoying a cup of unsweetened chamomile or hibiscus tea. View her author page here.

1. Don’t hit the snooze button. Challenge yourself to get up as soon as your alarm goes off. It may be tempting to hit the snooze button once or twice but it won’t feel as good later when you’re rushing out the door. Maximize your morning by putting the time you spent snoozing into getting your day started. 

   

2. Take a break from social media & emails: Social media has become such a part of our everyday lives that we start scrolling through Facebook and Instagram from the moment we wake up. You’ll make your morning less hectic by waiting until later to catch up on social media and emails. Instead appreciate the sun rays, the birds chirping or the rumble of cars driving by. Your brain will thank you for it.
3. Hydrate. We all need to stay hydrated. Reaching for a tall glass of water first thing in the morning can help! If you’re getting used to the taste of plain water, infuse it with some fresh lemon.  The coffee, tea or juice can wait until breakfast time. Getting into this habit will help you keep reaching for water throughout the day.
4. Stretch. Not everyone has the time or energy to do a full workout in the morning. Instead take a few minutes to do some light stretches. This will help you stay limber and you’ll also be able to identify any changes in your body much easier. There are plenty of videos you can follow along with on YouTube.
5. Check in with yourself. Checking in with yourself should be as important (or more important) as checking on Instagram. Whether you jot it down in your journal or on your phone, make sure to take time to reflect on how you’re feeling and what you could do to keep the good vibes flowing all day long.
6. Nourish yourself. You’ve heard it a million times before but breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Skip the drive thru or processed food options by preparing a breakfast that is jam packed with all the vitamins and minerals you need to stay focused.
   
   
7. Set intentions for the day. Often our days are busy and completing our list of tasks can seem daunting. Put your day into perspective by setting intentions for the day and jotting down your priorities. It is helpful to set realistic intentions. Setting intentions that you won’t be able to complete will just leave you feeling frazzled and overwhelmed.
   
   
   
8. Amp up the tempo slowly. Try to start off your morning by listening to relaxing music and transition into pumped up songs later in the morning. This will help you be more present and ease into your morning more comfortably.
9. Make sure you’re prepared for the day. Have a presentation at school or work? Make sure you have all the materials and tools you need before you head out the door and you’ll be prepared for whatever comes your way.

10. Prep snacks for the day. Being hungry is no fun, especially when you have plenty of tasks that require your attention. Make sure you have healthy on-the-go snacks such as baby carrots, chopped fruit or some nuts, like almonds or sunflower seeds, ready. These will help keep you stay focused throughout the day.

Do you have any tips for creating a successful morning routine? Add them in the comments below!

About the Author:

Paulina Rojas is a native New Yorker, Paulina has spent the past two years reporting on the Eastern Coachella Valley. She joined Coachella Unincorporated in 2016.  While it is different from the concrete jungle of Manhattan, she feels right at home in Coachella. In 2014 Paulinagraduated with a journalism degree from The University of Houston and is a member of The National Association of Hispanic Journalists. View her author page here.

By Juliana Taboada

With school starting so soon, I feel that as students it’s very easy for us to forget the importance of prioritizing our well being. I know for me, personally, I tend to forget that I am a human being who needs as much attention as my school work does. In fact, I probably need more. It seems like when it comes to educational institutions, self care practices are never in the picture. In fact, many of us may not even know what self care means.

If this is your first time learning about what self care is, it is the practice of taking care of yourself and your well being. In other words, its about doing what makes you feel good both mentally and physically.

Self care is a revolutionary act. Being able to step back and take time for yourself is one the strongest things anyone can do. The idea that taking care of ourselves is selfish is ignorant and negative. Don’t allow this view to change your need to take care of yourself.

I believe, the more attention I give to my body, the more successful I am in everything. Keep in mind, self care isn’t a one time act. Self care is a constant activity that helps balance the mind, soul and body. So, here are my favorite tips for helping you start off the school year or everyday life on a brighter note:

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About the Author:

Juliana Taboada is a local Xicana poet and community activist. She originally grew up in Thousand Palms but moved to Mecca in 2013. She loves both her communities. She enjoys watching Netflix for hours and bursting out into Broadway and musical songs at any given moment. She is also awkward but very social and also loves pretzels.

Summer is finally upon us and that means every makeup lover is asking themselves the same question, “How do I make my makeup last longer?”

Because I have oily skin and because here in the Eastern Coachella Valley temperatures can reach over 110 degrees during the summer, I figured now is the best time and place to see how much heat my favorite makeup products can handle. See the results below.

While many Youtube gurus rave about high end products, those products can be inaccessible for those that are just starting to experiment with makeup. For this test, I decided to put my favorite drugstore products to the test. Keep reading to see if my makeup was able to beat the desert heat.

• Check In # 1 @ 11:30 a.m. – My makeup is looking pretty flawless if I say so myself. My skin is looking smooth and not cakey. The wings on my eyeliner match (for the most part) and my brows are ready to party.

• Check In # 2 @ 3:00 p.m. – My skin has come into contact with the blistering desert sun, I have chowed down some fish tacos and had a meeting with our youth reporters. Our youth reporters assure me that my makeup looks good, and I believe them. My face is looking slightly dewy, not in a greasy way, more like in, “I just went for a brisk walk,” kind of way. My brows are still here for the party and my blush and bronzer have meshed together seamlessly.
  

• Check In # 3 @ 8:00 p.m. – My makeup endured the work day and the nap that followed. My foundation, bronzer and blush have definitely faded and my skin is looking a bit more oily but not too terrible. My brows and eyeliner show no signs of fading and my liquid lipstick is looking good after reapplication a few hours earlier.

Check out my top picks from the drugstore for items you definitely need this in your collection this summer:

e.l.f. High Definition Powder in sheer

• This powder will leave a seamless and matte finish to your skin and helping your handy work last all day or night.

Wet n Wild coloricon blush

• The formula of these blushes is buttery soft with a subtle hint of shimmer that is perfect for that sunkissed glow.

Wet n Wild megaglo Highlighting Powder 

• This highlighter is such a gem. It is buttery soft and leaves the perfect glowly finish to the skin. Can also be used as eyeshadow.

Wet n wild photofocus Foundation

• This formula has a natural finish that won’t leave your face looking too matte or dewy. It is a very liquidy texture that makes it super easy to blend and is available in 20 shades.

Wet n wild photofocus Concealer 

• Perfect for covering up blemishes and dark circles.

Wet n wild megaglo Contouring Palette

• This product is perfect for adding definition to the face and also doubles as eyeshadow.

Milani Prime Shield Mattifying and Pore Minimizing Face Primer 

• Will help create a smooth canvas so your makeup lasts all day. Also available in a strobing version for those looking for a little more glow.

Wet n wild eyeshadow primer 

• Whether you’re going for a natural look or a bit of drama this primer will make sure your eye shadow and liner never fade.

Catrice waterproof liquid eyeliner

• Whether you are into winged liner or something more natural, this liner will ensure your eyes stand out no matter how high the temperatures go.

Essence lash princess volume mascara

• After one coat of this your lashes will be so long they’ll be reaching for the stars.

NYX eyebrow pencil

• Great for those who are beginners at filling in their brows.

Wet n wild ultimatebrow mascara

• This brow gel is a must for the hot summer months and will keep any stray hairs in place.

Wet n wild megalast liquid catsuit matte lipstick

• This product comes in a range of colors and lasts all day.

Final thoughts:

You don’t need to spend a lot of money on makeup, there are plenty of good options at the drugstore for all skin types and skin tones. You might have to experiment with different products to get your perfect heat proof makeup but it is definitely not impossible.

About the Author:

Paulina Rojas is a native New Yorker, Paulina has spent the past two years reporting on the Eastern Coachella Valley. She joined Coachella Unincorporated in 2016.  While it is different from the concrete jungle of Manhattan, she feels right at home in Coachella. In 2014 Paulinagraduated with a journalism degree from The University of Houston and is a member of The National Association of Hispanic Journalists. View her author page here.

Editor’s Note: Coachella Uninc. youth reporter, Berania Barraza uses media to uplift stories from her community, the Eastern Coachella Valley. She was recently accepted into Fusion’s “Rise Up: Be Heard” fellowship program. Through the fellowship, she traveled to Miami to meet Jorge Ramos, news anchor for Univision. In this personal narrative, Berania describes how she first discovered the power of media while in high school. Read her story below.

Growing up, I always knew I wanted to do something for my community, but I never knew how to make a difference.

One day, my friend invited me to join a club at school. Once I opened the door, I was in awe. I smelled the coffee the moment I stepped in the room and I saw students working on videos and discussing a project they were working on.

Once they were aware of my presence, everyone welcomed me with open arms and they started introducing themselves. Once introductions were over they filled me in on their agenda. They were currently in the middle of creating a documentary dedicated to the Eastern Coachella Valley.

I learned about the importance of fighting for social justice through the medium of film making

After everyone went back to their posts, Mr.Garza, the advisor of the film group F.I.R.M.E (Film. Inquiry. Research. Media. Education), approached me since I was the only new member. I probably looked out of place since I had never worked with film before. He asked me what my dream was, so I told him that I wanted to become a news correspondent. He told me that the best news correspondents were the ones who used a critical lens.

At first I didn’t understand what he meant but after he assigned me to shadow the seniors as they were working, I began understanding what he meant by using a ‘critical lens.’ After reviewing the interviews the students were editing, I began understanding that there’s more to reporting than just writing what you see. It’s about asking critical questions and understanding the material as it’s being given to you.

When I entered the classroom I thought I was going to learn how to edit videos and use a camera, but I learned so much more. I learned about the importance of fighting for social justice through the medium of film making. I even began going out more, something I was afraid of doing as an undocumented person.

Through this group I began creating videos dedicated to my community. I was creating content that mainstream media wouldn’t give a second glance but that was important to our community.

Even now I use the basic skill sets and critical thinking that I was taught in F.I.R.M.E. The group opened doors for me that I would have never thought of opening. I never thought that four years after I first stepped into that room, I would still be dedicating my time creating media from my community, the Eastern Coachella Valley.

About the Author: 

Berania Barraza loves to live on the edge. Though she’s allergic to gluten she loves to eat doughnuts. Another fact is that she loves learning about other cultures. She’s currently fluent in Spanish and English and can even introduce herself in Korean, Japanese and French. Her goal is to one day become fluent in five languages.Career wise she hopes to become the first DACA recipient to become a foreign news correspondent.

I’ve felt grief. I’ve felt hatred. And I’ve felt self-doubt. I’m only 18 but I feel like I’ve already gone through the hardest part of my life.

The most significant challenge I’ve ever faced was the depression I faced about three years ago. At the time, my mother was at the hospital all day every day for months, due to my father’s lung collapsing. My father was given just a few more months to live.

This was devastating for me. The idea of losing my father was something I never thought was possible. Shortly after my father’s diagnosis, another incident affected my life. My oldest brother was under the influence of cocaine and other drugs, leading him to try committing suicide three times.

The third time he tried, I’m the one who found him in a shed, talking to himself, out of his mind.

My sister and her husband tried helping. They took him to a rehabilitation center, but three hours later, the center called to let us know my brother checked himself out of rehab. My sister searched for hours trying to find our brother. She eventually did find him roaming the streets; he had just injured himself again.

Being a witness to my brother’s suffering, and the thought of my father dying, tore me from the inside out.

Being a witness to my brother’s suffering, and the thought of my father dying, tore me from the inside out.

At such a young age, I did not know how to deal with all this stress and grief all alone. With no one to share my pain with, I became weak and vulnerable. On top of all those family issues, I was being bullied at school.

For weeks, I would cry myself to sleep. Tears were my friends. They were the friends that greeted me as I awoke, and they were the friends that rocked me to sleep.

Tired of losing my strength and stability, slowly but surely, I made progress for myself by getting help from family members. I let them know how I felt physically, emotionally, mentally, and I was truthful about what was going on with me at school. I was also able to get close with counselors who would evaluate me, give me advice, and reassure me that everything was going to be okay. They helped show me strategies to get through my ordeals. One very helpful strategy I learned was to write down everything I was feeling, which made it easier to talk about and to overcome.

Today, I am a young man determined to succeed.

Eventually, my father pulled through and brother got the help he needed in rehabilitation. But I learned from this time in my life how cruel and unfair life can really be. Because of this, I became a stronger person, and I no longer let others push me around. Nor do I let a bad day turn into a bad life.

I’m a person with goals, and I am driven to fulfill them, no matter what obstacles I face. I’ve already accomplished quite a few goals in my short life, and I’m on my way to a better future. Today, I am a young man determined to succeed. I’m happy to say I was just accepted to my dream school, UCLA, and I am someone who will influence the world to make it a better place.

It’s 4:30 a.m. and I wake up to my little sister’s nudging. She’s used to waking up at this time and tenderly asks if I can put her hair into two ponytails today. “Sure.” I respond with a smile. I wake up the rest of my siblings and get them ready for school. With two younger brothers and two youngers sisters, it can be a hectic morning filled with surprises.

My parents are probably hard at work at this time by now.

My parents work in the fields. My mother harvests crops such as grapes, green beans, and onions. My father is handicapped, so he tries to look for small tasks here and there that can provide our family with some much needed additional income.

Soon we make our way outside. I walk them to my grandmother’s house. It’s an organized routine that we’ve become accustomed to. On our way there, we greet Doña Ruth. She’s an elderly lady who begins her daily walks at the break of dawn, hoping to find recyclables and trying to stay fit. She hands me a bag of oranges and asks me to give them to my grandmother.

We reach our grandma’s house. With her tired and sleepy eyes, she takes us into her arms for a warm embrace. I hand her the fruit and prepare to leave, but she stops me. She wants to talk about my school work. As I describe my day, she heads over to a pot filled with tamales. I am very well familiar with their porky smell. This hot delicacy is always eliciting smoke. I can already feel my mouth watering. I know what she is about to do. She hands me a bag filled with tamales, and tells me to distribute them among my teachers. She tries to do this as often as she can. She says those teachers were her children’s teachers, now mine, and soon the will be my siblings’ teachers. I look at the time. I excuse myself as I notice I’m late for the bus.

I feel the pressure as my lungs ache for air. I turn my head and see the bus behind me. The bus stop is too far, I’m not going to make it. But suddenly, as if a greater force hears my pleas, the bus stops two feet ahead of me. The bus driver opens the doors “Get in mija,” he says. A painful grin overtakes my face as I thank him. We pick up the rest of the students and make our way to school. As I get off the bus, I hand him some tamales. He’s too modest at first, but the enticing smell is too overwhelming for him to say, “No.”

Throughout the day, I distribute the tamales. Everybody asks me how I’ve been and sends their regards to my grandma. It’s time to go home. I greet my bus driver once more and he thanks me for the tamales. I drop off my backpack at home and head over to my former elementary school. I pick up my siblings and my former teachers stop and greet me.

We finally leave the school campus. On our way home, we see Doña Ruth once more. Her arms are packed with groceries. We all stop and help her. When we get to her doorstep she pulls out a Twix candy bar. My siblings squeal as their little fingers reach for the caramel delicacy. I smile at their joy and thank Doña Ruth.

I look up at the hot road ahead of us. When people look at this desert, the first thing they want to do is leave.

I want to leave too. But only to come back and help those I’ve left behind. After all, in this small rural desert, nobody is a stranger.

About the Author: 

Guadalupe Sandoval, better known as ‘fruit lupes,’ is a smiling ball of laughter. She’s an avid and loyal Netflix enthusiast. She has a hidden sketchbook. You’ll probably never see what she draws or whether or not she actually has any sort of artistic skill. She’s open to trying new things, just don’t make her run.

Dear past Juliana,

You never get enough credit. Your intelligence isn’t often acknowledged and you’re often not heard. I know this makes you wait for something, validation. We both know you don’t need it, but it’s still wanted.

But you are exceptionally whole, carrying yourself as high as you possibly can.

Growing up wasn’t easy for you. You spent most of your time alone, especially at school. Your curiosity has always been present, even at a young age. Your curiosity was, and still is, your favorite thing about yourself. But to others, it wasn’t.

At a young age, you learned what spaces were and weren’t meant for you.

You learned what it felt to be lonely. And though it hurts, breaks your heart even, you learned that it’s better to be alone than in bad company.

You’ve grown so much. Not only as a person but as a young muxer. You’re so powerful. You know your strengths, your triggers, your heart and that’s what helps you thrive. Your sense of yourself is so beautiful, you don’t need validation.

I see the passion in your eyes, how mindful you are of thinking about what to say. You sit with such radiance and power. To describe you as a gift isn’t enough.

Safety. Something you’ve looked for your entire life. You’ve found it in some places and not in others. When looking at the bigger picture, it’s never been easy finding somewhere to belong. Belonging, or even longing to be apart of the status quo, was something you secretly wanted but were never able to attain.

But I believe you’ve created your own somewhere. Even through pain you remained true and relied on your feelings, your heart, body and soul. You see the importance in growing and learning. You depend on your safe spaces and they depend on you.

Juliana, you’re valued and seen. Your family needs you, your friends need you, la raza needs you and I need you.

Sincerely,

future Juliana

About the Author:

Juliana Taboada is a local Xicana poet and community activist. She originally grew up in Thousand Palms but moved to Mecca in 2013. She loves both her communities. She enjoys watching Netflix for hours and bursting out into Broadway and musical songs at any given moment. She is also awkward but very social and also loves pretzels.

My father taught me that life is like a blooming flower. There’s a seed in the beginning, then at one point in its life cycle, it flourishes, spreading apart its petals. The flower helps create a new generation. As its life comes to an end, it realizes it has completed its purpose.

Everything has to change at a certain time. These changes are difficult to adapt to but in the end, I believe there is an explanation for everything. This is something I learned early on in my childhood.

I can recall having a beautiful childhood. I had a united family, close friends and people I could confide in. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I had taken life for granted. In one day, I felt the world fall upon me. After the the shortest and most horrendous phone call, I found out that my father was in the hospital and had been diagnosed with colon cancer.

It was all so sudden. To my distress, I saw how  my whole family was breaking apart. How, I questioned myself, could a healthy hard-working man get pushed down out of the blue? He never showed any symptoms. It was a very difficult situation for everyone. My mother took full responsibility of taking care of my three sisters, my father and me.

One of my sisters decided to take independent studies, instead of going to a traditional high school, just so she could accompany my dad to his chemotherapy treatments. My other two sisters, who were eighteen and seventeen, decided to help financially support my mother. But I, as a twelve-year-old kid, felt useless.

I could do nothing to help my family.

In my father’s eyes, I was a studious, intelligent child. He was always my motivation, thus everything I did in school was for him. My main priority was to make my dad proud. Although he wasn’t in the finest condition, my father continued to encourage me to work hard and to fulfill my dreams. By doing that, he said, I would help him. He said he’d would be satisfied and content.

Not once did he lose hope, even when he was terminally ill. He is my idol.

Watching him lay still on a hospital bed tore me apart. After battling for two years, he could take no more. As much as he tried to hold on, he was slipping away. I held his hand for what seemed like hours, trying to extend every second in time, just to feel his lively heart beating.

Never would I forget him.

The way his lips curved up in an approving smile, his sign of passionate fatherly love to his family. I can clearly recall his words just a week before passing. “Keep it up, I’m very proud,” he said. It is because of my dad that  I have decided to work the hardest and to keep my word to my father. Everything I do will be for him.

Even if he is always in my heart, I still wake up desperate for his presence. The one thing I miss most about my father is his love for nature. His garden, with the alluring scent of mint, was filled with trees, plants, herbs and roses. He gently tended for each growing sprout. Each sprout, he said, contained true beauty. I loved those moments we shared together sitting outside on a swing and admiring the wonders nature brought.

Now I sit in that same swing, but this time I’m alone. As I watch how the plants continue to grow, I see the beauty of the flowers. I have learned my lesson. I had my father’s hand, guiding me, helping me grow.

However, like the flowers, I’d have to now bloom on my own. And one day, those seeds will spread and produce something new. It’s quite astounding how life works. Things come and go but the legacy lives on in the roots. Every time I sit and admire nature, I can feel the true meaning. I see the beauty through my father’s eyes.

About the Author:

Michelle Contreras, Thermal resident, is a sophomore at Desert Mirage High School. She is part of the National Honors Society and participates in Baile Folklorico.

“Si TrumpCare deroga la ACA, revertirá la expansión de Medi-Cal, y si el Congreso no arregla el acantilado de atención primaria para este otoño, millones de personas en California perderán acceso a la atención médica, el estado perderá 27.000 buenos empleos y la economía perderá por lo menos  $ 3,8 mil millones al año.

Aunque no hemos calculado el costo real de las Clínicas de Salud del Pueblo (CDSDP), debemos asumir que estaremos afectados por cualquier reducción de la financiación. Creemos que una simple revocación [de la ACA] sería devastador para tanta gente no sólo en el Valle de Coachella, sino en todo el país. Tenemos que creer que nuestros miembros del Congreso no quieren privar a nadie de su cobertura de salud. Trabajando con la comunidad, haremos todo lo posible para asegurar que nuestra fuerza de trabajo permanezca en el lugar y que podamos cumplir nuestra misión de servir a cualquiera en la comunidad “.

– Claudia F. Gálvez, Directora de Asuntos Gubernamentales y Comunitarios de CDSDP

“La derogación de la Ley del Cuidado de Salud a Bajo Precio y la incorporación de la Ley Americana de Cuidado de la Salud realmente harán un cambio en donde la inversión va a ser hecha a largo plazo para Medi-Cal y también para mantener la expansión de Medi-Cal que un muchos de los bajos ingresos,  personas de color en el Este del Valle de Coachella califican. Además, va a haber menos financiación en el largo plazo, debido a la forma de Medi-Cal va a ser reembolsado. Va a ser más de una subvención en bloque, que tiene un límite de cuánto está viniendo, en comparación con los fondos de contrapartida, que sería una cantidad mayor si el estado invierte más que el gobierno federal.

En el largo plazo, California se verá afectada si no recibimos los dólares federales de Medi-Cal. El estado va a tener que tomar algunas decisiones sobre si vamos a ser más estrictos sobre la elegibilidad para Medi-Cal y que podría disminuir la cantidad de personas que se puedan inscribir al programa. Y luego también tenemos que averiguar cuánto dinero vamos a tener que dejar para Health4All Kids y otros programas estatales que abren acceso a la atención de la salud para nuestra gente indocumentada.

Al final, pase lo que pase a nivel federal, vamos a seguir presionando a nuestros funcionarios electos y estamos planeando una serie de ayuntamientos aquí en el Valle de Coachella. Vamos a tener un ayuntamiento con el congresista Ruiz sobre este tema. Algunos de nosotros también estamos trabajando a nivel estatal para ver qué puede hacer el estado para invertir más de nuestro dinero para incluir la atención médica para todos “.

– Maribel Núñez, Directora de la Asociación de California (CAP por sus siglas en inglés)