Growing up, I had no idea how much I craved to see myself and my culture in stories — on the big and little screens, in novels, and even in history books. Everything changed for me, though, in my early teen years when I discovered Honduran-American actress America Ferrera in Real Women Have Curves. It felt like a lightbulb had gone off in my brain where endless possibilities started to take shape. And as Ferrera’s star power grew with The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants and later Ugly Betty, a voice told me that Hondurans had a place in the arts — we could be actors, producers, screenwriters, and more. I sought more representation, and as a story lover, I turned to books, but unfortunately, I had difficulty finding myself reflected on the pages.
