Estas Bien Mi Nino Analysis

From the essay “ Se Habla Espanol” by Tania Barrientos in the Norton Field Guide to Writings with Readings, I found that the author born in 1960 just like me, also, her family and my family are Hispanics, as a result, she and I face stereotypes fitting into two cultures. However, I want to spend more emphasis on similarities and differences trying to fit under philosophic pressure, and the acquisition of a language circumstances.

Tomas Rivera was a Chicano author, educator, and poet who was most known for his 1971 novel ..y no se lo tragó la tierra. Until the age of twenty-two, he worked alongside his parents as migrant workers and his early life inspired him to write this novel. His life ambitions to give Mexican Americans an opportunity for higher education and writing came true by donating to the Chicano Literary movement. Through the fictional book, ...y no se lo tragó la tierra, Tomás Rivera tells the story of Mexican American migrant workers from the 40’s and 50’s. Made up of fourteen short stories and thirteen vignettes, the book contained a story, The Children Couldn’t Wait, that documented a day in the lives of Mexican American children working in the field.

I had walked into the kitchen, and all my aunts turned around and saw me standing there. My aunt Diana told me in Spanish “Come over and sit down and help us make tamales for Christmas dinner. It’s about time you start learning our Mexican traditions.” So I went and washed my hand before being able to sit down next to her and she told me to help knead the dough with

When she woke up on the day of her big day she was feeling ecstatic, but nervous at the same time. Ecstatic, because she was happy that her party is finally here. Nervous, because she wants everything to be perfect and not want to mess up any of her dances. Finally, getting out of her bed, she went to the bathroom,

Yollie runs from the dance embarrassed and ashamed, as Yollie runs from the dance her dress is leaking and Ernie turns around and sees her running away. In her brain, she is saying to herself “ Yollie he sees you don’t turn around please don’t turn around. Ernie screams across the room “YOLLIE”!!. She keeps running and she comes across an alley and she has a flashback of her dancing with Ernie and having so much fun and nothing ever happened, it never rained. She runs from the alley her eyes see her house and she says can this day get any more horrible. Ouchh!! She breaks her heel and runs into the house ashamed. Mrs. Moreno says “Que Paso” in Spanish. Yollie says the dress that’s what happens I look like a mop. Mom says no you don't let's

After Mrs. Moreno asked what had happened Yollie had a flashback, she started to feel even more ashamed and embarrassed of what happened. Mrs. Moreno dries off Yollie because she was wet, then Yollie tells her all about

“Te Dejo en Libertad” was sung by Ha* Ash*Ha in 2011. Ha*Ash is composed of Hanna Nicole Perez Mosa and Ashley Grace Perez Mosa, who are sisters. Their hometown is Lake Charles, Louisiana. The sisters won a music talent show at their school when they were 11 and 13. They got an invitation to participate in festivals; such us the Railroad festival and Louisiana Music Cavalcade. The sisters record a demo after the festival experience, Sony music was amazed for their music talent; therefore they formed a group named “Ha*Ash, for music that mixture of pop, rock and country. In 2002, they record their self-titled first albums with Aureo Baqueiro, who is a Mexican producer; and in 2003, they released their first single,”Odio Amarte”, which was a hit on Mexican radios stations, TV channels and festivals. Ha*Ash received their first gold disc for selling 75,000 copies. They won award “Perdón, Perdón” and "Te Dejo en Libertad” in 2005, "Lo Aprendí de Ti" in 2006, and they are still making music today; they also have several concert in Arizona, Texas and Mexico this year.

When Kristina and Brandon got married they decided to open a CrossFit Prevail Gym in McHenry Illinois. Brandon dressed and went downstairs to eat breakfast then headed out the door to get to the gym to coach the 5am WOD class at the gym then head to his job afterward. When Brandon left it was 4:45am Kristina lied back down and fell back to sleep. When the second alarm went off at 6:45am Kristina found a little munchkin in bed with her it was Chase. He had snuck into her room to give her morning cuddles. After morning snuggles both Kristina and Chase got up and went to wake the girls for school. Running in and jumping on his sisters Chase finally awoke them and they all headed down stairs for breakfast. While all three children ate their cereal and watch cartoons. Kristina went up to take a quick shower and dress herself to take the kiddos to school. After finishing their cereal, the three children all went upstairs to get dressed. Madison the oldest dressed herself, made herself a lunch and packed her bag for school. As Madison was finishing packing her bag Makenna came down the stairs to pack her bag. After dressing Chase Kristina came down stairs to help her children. Kristina made Makenna a lunch and packed Chase a snack for preschool. “Get your shoes on” Kristina yelled as she turned off the lights and television. By the time that everyone got out of the house and into the car

When Yollie gets home from running in the pouring rain and her dress getting ruined, her mom asks, “Sweetie, What Happened?”. Yollie replies back saying while sobbing furiously, “We were dancing (sniff) and it started pouring outside and my dress (sniff) got ruined.”. “Let’s go to bed, also, get well mi Amor.”. After they were done with the short conversation, Yollie jumps into her pajamas and gets in bed with her mom by her side and tries to forget what happened. “It’s going to be ok bebe, just forget about it and sleep, ok?”. Mom explained while calming Yollie down.

Celine woke up one morning at seven fifteen right before school started. Suddenly, she felt abnormally itchy, but it was as though her arms shrunk because she couldn't reach her itchy back. All of a sudden she heard her mom yell, "Celine get out of your bed now or else you will be extremely late to school. Your brother and I are going to leave at seven forty five, if you aren't ready you are just going to have to go to school in your pajamas. I know you are sad, but you have to go to school." Celine was ignoring her mom because she certainly didn't want to go to school.

“Helena!” yelled helena’s mother. Helena yelled back, “ What do you need mom!” Helena’s mother told helena to come downstairs to talk. Helena looked down at her phone as he mother was talking to her. Her mother said, “ we are moving to New York.” Helena looked up at her mom with an empty and surprised look,” B-b-b- but why? This is so sudden mom… why are we moving to New York?” Helena’s mother replied,” because your father and I have found a great job that will earn us almost 1,000 dollars a week… so we have to move.. Sorry about your friends but it has to be done..” Helena quietly said, “ok.” after her ok, there was a long silence until Helena’s dad came home from work with all of the clothes and decorations filled into a big box, “Lets go

When yollie ran out crying she went home,crying along the way,When the mom answered the door she was like”oh honey I'm so sorry i ruined you prom day” Then yollie said”mom it wasn't your fault” Then the mom said “hun it was my fault i was the one who got the wrong dye,Then yollie said “what do you mean?” and then the mom said the dye i got was a food dye” WHAT?!” yollie said “yes hun i got the wrong dye that's why it ran off in the rain because i didn't use fabric dye” A few minutes later yollie was greeted with some hot chocolate and cookies from her mother and then she said ”honey i brought you some delicious cookies hope that will make you feel better” yollie just sat there mad she didn't even want to look at her mother”hello honey are you

Mama stands outside and waits for Dee to return home. Mama fantasizes about being on a tv program with Dee, where Dee embraces her with tears in her eyes. She then thinks of how she thought Dee hated them until they raised enough money to send her to school. Finally, Dee arrives with a man named Hakim-a-barber. After greeting Mama and Maggie, Dee goes back to the car and grabs a camera. She takes several pictures of Mamma and Maggie in front of the house. She then tells Mama that she has changed her name to Wangero Leewanika Kemanjo because she could no longer bear being named after the people who oppress her. At dinner, Dee asks Mama if she could have the top of the butter churn and the dasher. After dinner, she goes to the trunk in Mama’s room and digs out old quilts made by her grandma. She asks mama if she can have the quilts also. Mama tells her that she promised Maggie the quilts, but she could have the ones made with a sewing machine. As Dee leaves she tells Mama that she doesn’t understand her heritage. Mama and Maggie watch as Dee leaves and sit in the yard until bedtime.

One day michael woke up in the morning and looked around the room while stretching. “ ¿que hora es?” he says tiredly as he gets out of bed. Michael looks around his room and notices boxes around him and his closet empty. After getting out of bed michael walks around his house looking for his parents. “¿dónde están mamá y papá?” he says quietly walking slowly. He keeps walking as he then reaches the kitchen which also has boxes in it. After searching for his parents michael then goes and eats some cereal as he sees his parents outside talking with a few men outside. Michael finishes his breakfast and walks outside not knowing he is still in his pajamas.”¿Con quién hablas con mamá?” Michael says “con la gente en movimiento” his mom replies. He is confused by what his mom says but he simply nods and walks back inside and puts on his regular clothes and packs the rest in the box that had the rest of his clothes.

It had been a long Wednesday. Wendoline had worked that morning and had classes right after that, but she seemed happy. I am not sure if it was from seeing me or being able to tell her and her family’s story. At the start of the conversation she sat in her family’s living room at her desk, her mother speaking Spanish in the background on the phone. I watched through the computer screen as her brother walked behind her. Before the conversation started I spoke with Wendoline’s family, asking how they are doing, not knowing that the information that I know about them is not completely true. The Wendoline Lorenzo that I knew for the past four years had told me a story that she had manufactured in her mind to protect herself and her family.