Change
Change has been the one constant in my life. While staring out at the bleak Wisconsin winter， I think back to my beginnings on a warm tropical island. The biggest change was probably the first — moving from that buzzing Spanish-speaking isle to the sleepy sea-side town that was Tampa in 1978. It took me some time to realize that the other pre-schoolers could not understand my native tongue. Before long， I too was speaking their language.
Five years later I， an excited eight-year-old girl， boarded a school bus in New Jersey. The excitemen
