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Author: Christian La Mont

#LatinoAdvocacyWeek

por Maricela ‘Marci’ Rosales

When I started my advocacy journey, it began with me advocating for time outside to play and taking in cats and dogs from the streets of Los Angeles as a little girl! FACTS! I remember bringing up important issues I cared about or needed to be addressed with my parents and siblings and finding solutions that made a difference and even changed the way they saw the world through my eyes. I was/am their next generation.

I’ve been an advocate in different ways throughout my life, from volunteering time in my teens to local animal rights advocacy groups to addressing issues on Southern California’s coastal lines and beaches. In my 20s, I became aware and involved in college education opportunities and funding advocacy to Disability Rights Advocacy. Today I continue my advocacy journey with the lens in Outdoor Justice, Equity, and Inclusion and Environmental Conservation Advocacy.

There is no one direction when looking at advocacy. The issues I’ve come to care for and advocate for are not better than the other. They intersect and are interdependent on one another. But what makes things move in a better direction is when WE get involved in the political process through advocating for people, place, and planet.

This week is the Inaugural Latino Advocacy Week. I am proud and humbled by the work it took to organize the efforts of the Hispanic Access Foundation to inspire communities, coalitions, and non-profits to engage, educate, and encourage the Latino/a/x/e community to get involved and to learn about it.

Is there an issue that gets you fired up? Whether it’s protecting the environment, fighting for more resources at your neighborhood’s school, or calling attention to the inequities that affect your community, the Hispanic Access Foundation (HAF) can give you the essential skills and strategies you need to be an agent for change. Watch the #LatinoAdvocacyWeek virtual training on Advocacy 101 

As we wrap up Latino Advocacy Week remember you can start your advocacy journey when it feels right to you. It’s okay if you don’t know exactly where you are with advocacy or what it means. Holding space and speaking your truth is a form of self-advocacy and that’s a great starting point. You don’t need to be an expert you just need inspiration and ganas (desire) to act!

Maricela Rosales (she/her/ella) is from Los Angeles, California. Is a Latino Outdoors Ambassador and the CA Program Associate Director for Conservation Lands Foundation. Find out more about her on Instagram @lemarci 

My non-traditional pathway to my career as a Conservation Warden

por Lt. Juan Gómez

Greetings! I’m Lt. Juan Gómez with the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources (DNR). I have worked as a conservation warden (law enforcement officer) for the state of Wisconsin since 2008 and would like to tell you about my non-traditional pathway to my career as a conservation warden.

I was born and raised in Chicago and grew up in the Humboldt Park neighborhood known for its crime, drugs and violence during the 80s and 90s. By age 11, I had my fair share of gang exposure and witnessed criminal activity daily. But my family knew one thing; they didn’t want me to get involved with drugs or with local gangs, so they sent me off to a recreational youth camp in northern Wisconsin that summer.

As a city kid, this was my first exposure to the outdoors, where I engaged in fishing, camping, canoeing and hiking activities. My love for the outdoors grew immensely because of that summer camp, and when I turned 16, I even became a camp counselor. These experiences led me to pursue a degree in Recreation Management at the University of Wisconsin-La Crosse.

My summer camp adventures brought about my love for the outdoors. But it was my college days that led me to my career with the Wisconsin DNR.

“My love for the outdoors grew immensely because of that summer camp”

During my freshman year of college, I was heading home to Chicago for Thanksgiving break. At the same time, Wisconsin was holding its traditional 9-day deer firearm hunting season that starts the Saturday before Thanksgiving and ends the Sunday after the holiday.

During my ride home from Wisconsin, I couldn’t help but notice all the deer being transported on or in vehicles. This was an unusual view for a city kid whose only exposure to wildlife was a view from Wisconsin’s Northwoods.

When I returned to school the following week, I met with my advisor at the campus multicultural office. I told him about the surprising sight I saw. and he filled me in on the famed Wisconsin deer hunting tradition. The following spring, I enrolled in a Hunter Safety course and participated in my first deer hunt that fall.

In Wisconsin, Hunter Safety courses are offered and put together by volunteer instructors. Alongside these instructors, conservation wardens are available to answer general questions from the public and provide updates on the rules and regulations.

Following the Hunter Safety course, I began researching conservation warden positions available in Wisconsin and found myself more and more passionate about the career. After participating in ride-alongs with various conservation wardens to learn more about their day-to-day work educating people and enforcing laws, I began applying for warden jobs.

In 2008, I was hired fulltime as a Wisconsin DNR conservation warden and have loved every minute of it. Conservation wardens are responsible for protecting natural resources and ensuring the safety of everyone who enjoys the outdoors. Conservation wardens investigate hunting, fishing, environmental, and recreational vehicle violations and rely heavily on the relationships they build in their communities to successfully fulfill their duties.

“Following the Hunter Safety course, I began researching conservation warden positions available in Wisconsin and found myself more and more passionate about the career”.

Throughout my career, I have made it a point to work with others who have had limited exposure to the outdoors. I have organized several Learn to Hunt events exposing families to new hunting traditions. These events have been a great way for me to connect with those who are new to hunting or other outdoor sports.

Conservation wardens are the face of the Wisconsin DNR within the communities they serve. We typically open our hiring process in April each year, and 2021 is no exception. We are looking for great candidates and hope you are able to relate to my experiences and consider applying for a position with the Wisconsin DNR.

  • There are many skills and abilities we look for in warden applicants, such as:
  • A passion for helping people and protecting our natural resources
  • Honesty, integrity, self-motivation, curiosity, confidence and professionalism
  • An ability to self-direct daily work activities in an efficient and accountable manner
  • An interest in community-involvement and problem-solving
  • A desire to communicate with and serve the diverse people of Wisconsin

Explore our warden recruitment website to learn more and sign up for hiring updates! https://dnr.wisconsin.gov/topic/WardenRecruitment

It’s amazing to know that all it takes is an experience or two to help guide us through our life journeys. Had I not reached out to my mentor about my experience that freshman year I would have never been exposed to the “local warden”. My interaction with the local warden that day sparked my interest in the career of natural resource protection and has led me to creating many outdoor memories with my family. I am truly blessed to spend time with my family enjoying the resources I protect.

Abre Los Ojos

por Margarita Vargas Patrón

My mamá immigrated here when she was 20 years old, leaving her home, dreams, and loved ones behind on a questionable promise that she would return. Roughly 40 years later, she is in her home in San Diego talking to me on the phone. We call each other at least three times a week to talk about everything. It almost always ends with my questions about her childhood, my abuelitos, her hometown, and her life before us, her kids. On this particular call, I ask why she thinks I love the outdoors; was there a history of camping in our family?

From her perspective, this question was like most of my probing ones- random and filled with curiosity. This time, there was a purpose because I had never shared my love of the outdoors with her. Now I did, to make up for lost time. I’ve told her about my small hikes, the parks around my neighborhood, and the beaches we’ll explore when she comes to visit me. Before getting to this point, she helped me heal first.

“Allí, tu abuelita hacía de cenar y nos contaba historias bajo las estrellas.”

I considered a biology camping trip my first real encounter with nature. It required all the supplies I thought made it official: a tent (I rented), a sleeping bag (I borrowed), and no indoor plumbing for miles. I loved everything: the fresh air, the campfire, and sleeping under the stars. After that experience, I didn’t question my love for the outdoors. Except for the fact that amongst my friends it was considered a white people thing; it was something that required money- something my family and I didn’t have. Growing up, the common phrase was “no tenemos dinero.” Whenever I overheard a classmate share their upcoming family camping trip or their annual skiing trip, to me there was an unspoken barrier of access and a common thread that only white people had access. That classist and racial distinction made it easier to shrug those experiences as white people things. Internalizing whiteness prevented me from connecting with my mom on something that I didn’t know we both loved- the outdoors.

Because my idea of the outdoors was remarkably limited, I chose not to share my experiences with my mamá. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings; I didn’t want her to say that she wished she could do more. So, I buried this experience and thought I was doing both of us a favor. What I really did was give whiteness all the power to erase my experiences and define the outdoors. Returning to that phone call, her answer was a dose of healing:

“Claro. Íbamos a una casita más allá de la milpa. Allí, tu abuelita hacía de cenar y nos contaba historias bajo las estrellas. Íbamos para ayudarle con las cosechas de frijoles. No mas no le decíamos ‘camping’. Y aunque nosotros no tengamos mucho aquí, sí los llevaba al parque, a la playa, y caminar para tomar aire fresco. Eres libre y la naturaleza está a tu alrededor. Nada más abre tus ojitos, mijita.”

Thanks, mamá.

Margarita is a first-generation immigrant and the first in her family to graduate college. She enjoys reading, cycling, and learning new things. She honors the folks who came before her, who paved the way for any success that has come her way.