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Just looking at this picture, I am thirsty and hot. I can’t believe these walkers, coyotes and border patrol agents roam this land.
Walkers, patrol agents, birds, snakes, spiders. I have sympathy for you all.Â
Agreed.  It’s tough to be anyone in that heat.
The Day of the Dead in November, they do this to represent all the women, men and children that lost their lives trying to cross the border.
Thank you for sharing this picture. For me it is crazy to think about how many people lost their lives trying to cross this border. It’s sad to see that so many people strive for “the American dream” and leave their homes and everything they have to start all over in the United States and that unfortunately many of them fail.
Wow, what a powerful photo. I can’t wrap my mind around the idea of deciding to cross.Â
Thank you so much for sharing. Â This picture is worth a thousand words.
They wanted to quit, but to quit was to die.
Luis Alberto Urrea, The Devil’s Highway (via emilylmcguire)
Thank you for sharing this quote! Â I think this one sentence says it all.
The Devil's Highway by Luis Alberto Urrea
The Devil’s Highway was… a vast graveyard of unknown dead… the scattered bones of human beings slowly turning to dust… the dead were left where they were to be sepulchered by the fearful sand storms that sweep at times over the desolate waste.“
Very powerful, thank you for sharing this.
I am sure at some point in the journey they felt like the air itself was on fire.
I bet this was awful for them!
Yes, when I’ve traveled in a dry dessert I feel that I’m dying Image the people that fight to survive another day.
I agree, this must have been awful to survive through.
The US/Mexico border west of Sonoyta.
I wonder what the politics are of that little bit of mountain that’s cut off by both trails.
Wow this is a great visual, thanks for sharing!
Facts about Brownsville TX
~As of the census of 2010, there were 175,023 people, 49,871 households, and 41,047 families residing in the city.
~The racial makeup of the city was:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
Hispanic or Latino (of any race) - 91.28%
Not Hispanic or Latino - 8.72%
~The median income for a household in the city was $24,468, and the median income for a family was $26,186. Males had a median income of $21,739 versus $17,116 for females.
~An important pillar of the economy is the Port of Brownsville. The port, located 2 miles (3.2 km) from the city, provides an important link between the road networks of nearby Mexico, and the Gulf Intracoastal Waterway of Texas.
~The city currently has 58 public schools and 5 libraries.
~Brownsville has three international bridges
~During mid to late February, Charro Days takes place in Brownsville. The holiday is a two-nation fiesta celebrating the friendship between Brownsville and its sister city and border town, Matamoros.
all facts copied from https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brownsville,_Texas
Interesting facts!!
I love these facts! It makes it so much more real.Â
Through these facts we can get an insight of what Brownsville is about and see how much connection there is in the borders that separate each other.
Thank you for sharing these facts! Â It provides great background knowledge as readers.
I just can’t say enough about “Brownsville.” I loved all the stories, even the ones that were bizarre because it felt like he captured much of the characteristics of border cities. It is one thing to live in the interior of the U.S., but we are fortunate to live near the border and understand the contributions that our Mexican and Mexican/American families have on the life styles we have become accustomed to enjoying. Living most of my life in New Mexico, I have always taken for granted the wonderful diversity that we have been blessed with. I watched a PBS news program this morning and was so surprised when they talked about the way to really fix the border problem because I have been saying it for a long time now. Instead of spending billions of dollars trying to do what has never worked, spend it on improving our backyard–help our neighbor–invest in the Mexican people in Mexico and literally eat the fruit of that new policy/economic shift! Love our neighbor–where does this fit into things and I am not religious–I am spiritual and believe only in unconditional love and equality for all. Â
I totally agree with you that we are fortunate to be able to experience the life near the border everything is different. I think we are just completely blessed to have experience this, Thanks to the past generations.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Â I really appreciate your insight.
The author of Brownsville giving a reading, I wonder what his favorite story is?
That is a great question! Â I would love to know the answer!
“The The dude had rto check around to make sure nobody had seen him jump back and almost drop his beerin the dirt.”
“It was still lunchtime and cars were parked up and down the street” (Casares Loc. 458).Â
I think we can all identify with the characters in these stories, these lines caught my attention right away in “Chango.” I felt bad for Bony in this story even though he was not doing right. The contact zone between him and his father and mother was evident as in many families I know having these same type issues. One thing I notice in common with the sleeping all day thing is that in my experience I see those as having things that went wrong in their lives very often. I think that mental illness is so often missed and often there are very evident signs but they are missed or misinterpreted. I know that he points out that he was always the goof off, but I believe that now he also suffers from guilt and remorse–you would think his father would make him seek counseling, but as with real life, he doesn’t. This is what I love so much about these stories is that they all feel familiar.
Yes, I agree. They stories feel familiar and personal. Â It makes it easier for us to connect as readers with his writing.
“The old man nodded. “How old are you, son?” “Eleven.”
“Eleven?” the old man said. “N’hombre, by the time I was your age I had a job and my own money” (Casares Loc. 54).Â
This shows the value that is placed on working hard from an early age till you die. I do love the “cultural principles” these stories brought to the forefront through the characters and the narrative. I have seen this very characteristic my whole life myself, I believe this trait lives on–at least we still see it in the older Spanish men and women here in the Southwest–truly remarkable and resilient people. Â
I really appreciate the point you brought up. Â The people of the Southwest are remarkable and resilient. Â It is the common thread between all of the vignettes.
Brownsville fireworks stand.
My family doesn’t go out buy them. We just enjoy the view in our neighborhood.
I really enjoyed the story of “Mr. Z” and the fireworks stand!
I noticed that throughout the novel the characters progressively got older and I thought that was a neat way for Cisneros to tie it all together.Â
I noticed this too!
Yes! Â I liked seeing this progression throughout the stories!
I’ll never marry. Not any man. I’ve known men too intimately. I’ve witnessed their infidelities, and I’ve helped them to it. Unzipped and unhooked and agreed to clandestine maneuvers. I’ve been accomplice, committed premeditated crimes. I’m guilty of having caused deliberate pain to other women. I’m vindictive and cruel, and I’m capable of anything.
Never marry a Mexican (via
santanico-pandemonium
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I adore how she owns who she is and how she is, her pride. It leaves me in awe.
(via evlobos7625)
I agree! Â She is very aware and intouch with her emotions.
I think that writers are the shamans of the community. I think that everybody sins and you just process it and purify it for them.
Sandra Cisneros (via awellroundedman)
I really like this quote and I agree with Cisneros. Â I believe every writer does this.
This picture reminded me of when Cleofilas and the 2 women were talking about the creek near their home.
I totally agree with you, maybe we all should of imagine or did imagine something like this. Great pic, Thanks
I really like this illustration. Â It provides us with a visual to connect to the text.
Cisneros’ book is named for an actual creek in Texas. The creek is most likely named for La Llorona, a southwest icon who also made an appearance in So Far From God.Â
La Llorona is one of my favorite myths/stories. In fact, the third chapter of my dissertation is all about her!Â
This is interesting to know! I think it would be better suited with its name in Spanish form.Â
I feel like this is also one of my favorite things about this class. Most of the things we’ve read about so far all happened in real places that are still here! It is absolutely crazy to think about that!
I agree, I like that most of the cultural tales and myths we’ve been reading about are still strong in existence around us. I didn’t know there was a place named for such a popular myth.
I like that this creek has a connection with La Llorona because I think many of us can connect with hearing that story from our childhood.
