Being cold-called for the first time in class is the biggest fear for most 1Ls. Looking back now, I thought I would remember what questions the professor asked, I thought I would remember my horribly incorrect answer and the embarrassment I would feel. But no, what I remember the most is how my Miami-Cuban accent reverberated through the classroom.
My accent, my voice, did not sound like the voices of my classmates. It was definitely different and it made me realize that I was different. The funny thing is my “accent” is actually non-existent in Miami. I know many people who have much stronger accents back home, and I actually sound “American” in comparison. But here, in Cambridge, I definitely had an accent. Continue reading “Speak Up”