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A whole bunch of people towards the back of the room were now getting up to leave. But these teachers were not going to intimidate me. I wasn't my father's and mother's son for nada-nothing. I wasn't my two indigenous grandmothers' grandson for nada-nothing either. I came from a long line of people...who'd lived through starvation, revolutions, and massacre. "AND YOU!” I yelled into the microphone. "Over there in the back...who are getting up to leave...I'M GLAD THAT YOU'RE LEAVING!
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He stared at me. "You barely know how to read and you have decided to become a great writer?” he said to me in a voice full of shock and arrogance. I'd finally had enough of him. "Yes!” I bellowed, going into my wrestling stance. "I don't know how to read, and I've decided to become a great writer-WHAT OF IT?”.
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Suddenly I remembered Jeannie Windflow, who'd taught me how to kiss when we were kids. At the age of seventeen, she'd run off with a Mexican guy from Pozole Town who was nineteen years old, had a job, and was one of the handsomest guys I'd ever seen. He was a semi-professional boxer and real dark. She was a track star, a straight-A student, and real blonde.
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First of all,” said Dr. Nacozi to me, "I want you to know that I realize you have a brilliant mind.” "Me?” I said, feeling shocked. "Yes, you,” he said. "And maybe you haven't done that well in school in the past, but this is all about to change very rapidly for you, because the further you go in university life, the more apt you are to find minds like your own. I never had many friends until I got into graduate school. Before that ... well, I always felt confused and lost,” he said, laughing. "And not very capable with the girls and in my social life, either.
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Suddenly, I wondered what the hell was going on. Ramón had been the smartest and most capable guy in our whole grade in "thinking” and "figuring” out things, and he'd been considered dumb, too. And now Gus, he was also the smartest guy of all of us during recess and he just said that he'd been flunked before. This didn't make any damn-I mean, blessed-sense to me at all! The smartest kids I knew were all considered stupid.
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Because the most important thing any man can do in all his life is pick the right woman to breed with-I mean, marry first, then breed, because from the woman comes the-” "-comes the instinct to survive,” I said, having heard this for as long as I could remember. "Good,” said mi papa.
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Mama's beautiful?” I asked. "Are you blind?” said my brother. "Don't you see how men and women are always looking at our mother everywhere she goes. Our mother is more beautiful than any movie star you'll ever see, and yet this isn't why papa chose her. He chose her, he's told us a thousand times, because when he first saw her, she was in line to go into the dance hall over in Carlos Malo with her brother and sister. And when a fight broke out, she didn't get excited and enjoy it like her sister and the other women. No, she and her brother moved away, wanting no part of it, and so, by seeing this, papa knew that she was a woman of high intelligence, respect, and responsibility; a person that he could trust with his life. And trust, remember, is the foundation of all love, papa says.
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Then I saw it. Oh, my Lord God, Ramón, he was like our very own Jesus Christ. I could now see this so clearly as he walked across the school ground. He had a glowing light all about him, because he, just like Jesus, was willing to carry the cross of crucifixion for all the rest of us lesser kids.
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I now began to collect pubic hair, which I figured was a much safer way to go. I'd look for pubic hair in every bathroom after the girls showered, and in my mind's eye, I'd try to match up each hair with each girl, all the while imaging her beautiful, luscious, wet, hairy, good-feeling bush. I mean, this was the summer that our pool area just seemed to be full of girls all the time. I was quickly becoming a pubic hair expert.
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I began to get up at two or three in the morning and work for twelve to fifteen hours a day. I'd get so emotionally drained by the writing, that I'd feel sick at the end of the day. My family became worried about me and they invited a friend, who was a writer in Los Angeles, to see me. He told me that he'd heard how serious I was about my writing, so he was willing to take a little time off of his busy schedule to glance at my work. I gave him the latest version of my manuscript. He took it home and came back to see me the following week. His face was long. He told me that he was sorry to say this but, as a family friend, he had the obligation to be truthful, so he'd tell me straight out that I had no talent. The book was terrible. And also, I was trying to write way beyond my mental capabilities.
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I was TORTURED by teachers! You hear me, TORTURED!” I yelled, jerking the whole podium off the floor. "Hell, I flunked the third grade twice because-BECAUSE-” I was crying so hard that I had to wipe the tears out of my eyes with the back of my hand, but this wasn't going to stop me. I was all guts up front now. I was in that smooth-feeling, all-true place that I got into when I'd go to my room and start writing each morning before daybreak...with all my heart and soul.
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For the very first time, I understood what mi papá had been telling me all these years about his very own father, the great Don Juan, straight from Spain, and how he'd only liked and loved his blue-eyed children, the ones like himself, and had never even recognized his dark Indian-looking children like my dad.
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In the last three months I hadn't lost one single game of chess. It was crazyloco, but sometimes I thought that I was so brilliant because I could see what other people couldn't see or understand even after I'd explain it to them. Playing chess wasn't about making single moves. It was about seeing patterns, then backing up inside your mind and seeing the last five and six moves of your opponent, then flashing forward real fast. And bingo, the whole chessboard became alive in living patterns.
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"YOU'VE GOT RAGE. THEN YOU RETURN TO THE STATES WITH THAT RAGE! YOU DON'T RUN AWAY! You saw bad, terrible things happen to you and other Mexican kids in school, then YOU DON'T CHICKENSHIT OUT! No, you go back, and you do something with that rage that will MAKE A DIFFERENCE for all those kids! That's the beauty of the United States! Even the little guy can fight back!
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I took a deep breath, and the humming began behind my left ear. I now knew how I'd solved that math problem in Ashmore's class. Everything, every thought that came to us came from heaven through our guardian angel, our genius, when we were at peace in our hearts and in balance in our brains. So yes, I was barking up the right tree with all these thoughts and words that were coming out of my mouth. And with such ease.
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My mother, a woman, told me this, and I'll tell you, mijo, that you will learn who you are and who you aren't in the next four or five years, because not to learn who you are and who you aren't in the next few years, my mother said, is to be missing the most important part of your whole life.
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