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Since I was little I felt trapped between two apparently opposite worlds, two realities that collided within me: music and natural life far from music.

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Since I was little I felt trapped between two apparently opposite worlds, two realities that collided within me: music and natural life far from music.

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I grew up in a neighborhood where the borders are neighborhood pots of different subcultural and linguistic traits. In my home the anecdotes of my mother's days of work in the profession of that time (cleaning services) and those of my stepfather as a security guard, each of whom told stories of their own experience lived day after day, sounded.

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I grew up in a neighborhood where the borders are neighborhood pots of different subcultural and linguistic traits. In my home the anecdotes of my mother's days of work in the profession of that time (cleaning services) and those of my stepfather as a security guard, each of whom told stories of their own experience lived day after day, sounded.

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We all lived in the same rented house where my grandmother had the gift of intertwining all the traditions of my aunt, my uncles, and hers with ours, where everyone's meals carried with them the flavor of different cultures. All this happened in Christmas .

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I learned to dance to the rhythm of the music that came from the radio, fusing the movements of my uncle, my mother and my grandmother, both sides of my lineage. But as I grew up, I also became aware of the tensions that arose between family and my environment.

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I clearly remember the times when I asked myself where and why I had this family and customs, as if my answer could be reduced to a single place on the map "I'm from here and there, from my neighborhood, from my school and from my "My roots extend in two directions, like branches that seek the sun in two different skies, some seeking to be a teacher every day, and others seeking to sing in each chord an eighth note that repeats a quarter note in each step of my life." My words, although simple, were my way of stating that my identity cannot be encapsulated by the limitations of a single label: I am many things at once but I am also nothing.

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My first forays into music were attempts to blend these two halves of my being. In my notes, I found a space where borders became a problem due to family and social acceptance due to the lack of support for that life, in these steps I could inhabit the complexity of my mestizo identity. Drumsticks became my tool of resistance, a way to defy expectations and tell my own story on my own terms and against the tide called family.

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Over the years, I have experienced resistance in small but significant ways. From the moment I defended my right to decide when to go to rehearsal and when not with my grandmother's permission to the time I challenged the narrow narratives of what it means to be "normal" at home. Every small act of resistance was a step toward full acceptance of my mixed-race self, an affirmation that I don't have to choose between being this or that, but that I can be both and more.

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My self-story is a journey through music and social acceptance, a story of the times I have gotten lost in translation and the times I have found my own language. It is a testimony of how the different lives I have had intertwine to form my being. As I write these words, I know that my story is constantly evolving, a work in progress that reflects the wonderful and challenging experience of being mixed race in the social aspects of my environment, family and musical.

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Every word I carefully deposit in this Padlet becomes a bridge to my roots, woven with a deeper connection. As I do so, I find a sharper understanding of my purpose in this vast world. As I look to the future, I am certain that my personal story will continue to evolve, transforming and adapting as I capture the experiences that are still being forged in my role as an educator.

Being aware of my role as a teacher, I understand that every lesson, every interaction, is a blank page that contributes to the fabric of my life. This self-exploration not only translates into a personal narrative, but also becomes a tool to analyze the path that unfolds before me, revealing yet unwritten chapters that make up my existence between two worlds. On this journey of teaching and self-knowledge, I take on the challenge of writing my own history, marked by the fusion of cultures and the constant search for a meaningful balance.

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To be forged with values, traditions and customs, but imbued with authenticity throughout my cultural environment. This amalgam has fostered my development, outlining who I am and where I am heading. Today, I take on different roles: I am a teacher, a student, a member, and sometimes just someone else among many. However, regardless of my position, I cherish the desire to leave a cultural imprint on this life of mine and on the lives of those around me.

This search for authenticity and the fusion of diverse cultural identities have shaped me, giving me a unique perspective. Whether in front of a group of students, immersed in continuous learning, or as part of a wider community, I always carry with me the desire to contribute significantly to the cultural fabric that intertwines us all. My goal is to transcend roles and labels, leaving a lasting mark that reflects the richness of the cultural diversity that defines me. In every step I take, I seek not only to understand my cultural heritage, but also to enrich and share it, building bridges between worlds and leaving a unique cultural imprint in my path.

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In the constant flow of my journey, each experience becomes a stepping stone that drives me to grow and evolve. As an educator, I experience deep satisfaction in being a guide for young minds, cultivating in them not only academic knowledge, but also fundamental values. My work goes beyond the transmission of information; it is about nurturing curiosity, encouraging openness to diversity and providing the tools necessary for each student to flourish in their uniqueness.

In my role as a perpetual student, I eagerly absorb the new perspectives that are presented to me. Every book, every conversation, every academic challenge becomes opportunities to expand my horizons. The thirst for knowledge drives me to explore unknown terrain, constantly challenging my own limits. In this process, I discover the richness that exists in the variety of ideas and experiences, thus enriching my own understanding of the world around me.

This duality of roles, as an educator and student, allows me to weave a network of continuous learning, where teaching and learning are intertwined in an enriching cycle. Each lesson shared becomes a reflection of my commitment to constant evolution, both personal and professional. As I move forward, I strive not only to pass on knowledge, but also to be a catalyst that inspires the love of learning and openness to diversity in each individual that I have the privilege of guiding.

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I remember the day of that photo, that day I went from being a student to being a teacher, for my friends it was pleasure, but for me it was fear, fear of knowing if I am doing it well or not and that cultural mine of knowing that I am no longer direct participant to be an external factor

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In my journey, my active participation in various bandistic communities has become a vital thread that intertwines my life. In every compass, in every chord shared with my playmates, I discover the transcendental importance of collaboration and mutual understanding. Each contest and each shared thought enriches not only my musical experience, but also my deeper understanding of the richness of human interconnectedness.

In the constant swing of learning that drives my existence, I recognize that every interaction, whether as a teacher or as a member of a wider community, contributes to my personal growth. As on the stage of a band, where each instrument brings its uniqueness to create a collective symphony, my role as an educator is inextricably intertwined with my musical passion. The energy flowing in each shared compass enriches my cultural narrative, creating a complex fabric where the passion for music blends unequalled with the passion I feel in guiding my students.

In the duality of being a musician and educator, I discover the magic of inspiring not only chords, but also minds. The resonance of music is intrinsically linked to the resonance of experiences shared in the classroom. Thus, my self-history is woven in the harmony of two passionate worlds, where music and teaching converge, creating a unique symphony that shapes my identity and contributes to the cultural richness that I define and share.

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As I venture firmly and curiously into the world of teaching and music, each step I take becomes one more page of the complex novel that is my life. As a teacher, I am not just a transmitter of knowledge; I am a story weaver, a discovery facilitator and a guide on the journey to knowledge. In the classroom, I see diversity as a symphony of experiences that enrich learning, where each student is a unique instrument that contributes to the collective melody.

Simultaneously, my identity as a musician adds another dimension to my narrative. Every note I play is an expression of my cultural heritage, a fusion of sounds that evokes the roots of my identity. Through music, I seek to convey not only melodies, but also stories, traditions and emotions that transcend cultural barriers.

In this dual journey, as an educator and musician, my wish is that my journey will inspire others to explore their own identities, to find harmony in the diversity that surrounds us and to value the riches that each individual brings to the concert of life. In every interaction, whether in the classroom or on stage, I am leaving a unique and valuable mark on the canvas of my existence.

My commitment goes beyond notes in a score or lessons in a classroom; it is a commitment to continuous exploration, constant learning and sharing of the riches of my cultural heritage. As I continue to discover, learn and share, I not only write my own story, but also contribute to the collective narrative that links our lives in a vibrant and diverse cultural tapestry.