The Miners' Lament: A Story of Latina Activists in the Empire Zinc Mine Strike

The Miners' Lament: A Story of Latina Activists in the Empire Zinc Mine Strike — page 7
What stories All the stories in my head Abuelo’s old brow wrinkled Write them down But they want to be sung Sing me one he commanded Her childish voice filled the room I’m going to sing a song About my gatito Ramón His fur is jet black and he is very fat Because he hunts the ratón Abuelo clapped and his deep laugh filled Ana Maria with a warm glow But then he told her that corridos were not just made-up stories They were history They were songs about the struggles of the Mexican people and mexican mexican heroes who fought for justice Someday Abuelo said she would have a brother If she wrote corridos about important important things her brother would sing these songs onstage Ana Maria had thought about this She wanted to perform perform corridos not just compose them Still she wrote her songs down Over the years she filled a dozen notebooks with songs for a little brother who never came 10