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Mexican kids were now speaking quite a bit of English. Even Ramón. But he was a changed kid. There was a darkness in his eyes like a horse that had just been beaten one too many times.

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I talked for hours, and for the first time in my life, I could see that I'd lived two very different lives ever since I'd started school. On the ranch I'd lived a life full of love and work and warm, good feelings. At school I'd been treated with so much … physical and mental abuse that I was still filled with so much rage; it was hard for me to even think about it.

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Someone finally understood all the hell that I'd been through since a child when I'd first tried to understand language. And yet in other forms of communications, like painting, sculpture, music, math, problem-solving, and chess, I'd been very good. In fact, in high school, once I learned how to play chess, I'd play lightning-fast, intuitively seeing all these different possibilities at the same time, and I'd won well over a hundred chess games without losing a single game. And that included beating some of our faculty members who thought that they were very good at chess.

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Promise me, he said, that you'll say nothing, and if something happens to me, you'll always honor our parents. I swallowed. He was scaring me. Look, he continued, I've met a lot of rich kids and their parents at the Academy, and I'll tell you, there are no parents that I'm prouder to have as my father and mother than ours. They rose up with nothing, Mundo, except guts and faith and love. Do you understand? I shook my head. No, I don't, I said. He licked his lips. He seemed to be licking his lips all the time now. You will, he said. You just pay close attention, and you will.

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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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All I knew was that I'd flunked the third grade twice because I couldn't learn to read, had a terrible time all through grammar school and high school. Then after ten years of writing, I was finally able to sell my first book to a leading mass-market paperback publisher in New York.

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I began to realize that my parents were going to build the biggest damn house in the whole town! I was shocked! Are we rich? I asked my brother. Yes, he said. We are? Then why do I always wear dirty, old work clothes? I asked. Because we're ranchers, said my brother. We're not city people. Oh, I said, then it's okay for us to be dirty? We aren't dirty, he said, laughing. To be dirty means you never wash. We wash our clothes and take baths all the time. It's just that people that live on a ranch get dirt on themselves. My eyes went big. I'd never thought of this. My brother was really smart.

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So, keep your powder dry and dig in for a long, fruitful life of being a writer, that storyteller around the campfire of your people and your generation. Your trade is as old as time, and your main job is to uplift the human heart so that then we can go on with dignity and fair play. That's it

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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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Marina was about eight years older than my sister Tencha, so this made her about eighteen years older than me. She was presently a reporter for the New York Times. When she was in high school, she'd won the Underwood Typewriter typing contest, doing well over a hundred words a minute without a single mistake, setting a national record. She attributed her fast hands to her cotton-picking days as a young girl in Scottsdale, Arizona.

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