I’m from the sight of candies being sold in front of the school. I’m from the taste of tortas at lunch time in kindergarten. I’m from the smell of food and raspados being sold on the street. I’m from the gentle touch of my mom, aunt, and cousin. I’m from the sound of laughter and dramatic gasps as Maria betrays Sophia. My name is Temo Cruz, my element is fire. I guess this symbolizes the sudden burst of energy I get sometimes but other than that I’m mostly tired. I fight for language justice because I think and feel that people should be able to express themselves and talk in any way and language they see fit and they feel comfortable speaking in. Yeah.