Summary of Javier Zamora's Solito

Everest Media

Description

Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I have bad dreams about not having my parents with me. I’m the only one in first grade who doesn’t have both parents with him. I tell my friends that one day, I’m taking a trip like a real-real game of hide-and-seek.
#2 I miss my friends and family back in La USA. I love my grandparents, but I miss my mom and dad. I want to be with them on Mother’s and Father’s Day, but I know that won’t happen.
#3 I was finally able to see my parents this year, and I was excited. I was finally going to learn English, and I was going to school in the United States.
#4 I often sold my sister Mali horchata, ensalada, and marañón, and chan to the patients at the clinic. I was a good salesman because I had been sitting on Mom’s lap as she handed customers a plastic bag with whatever drink they ordered.

Sujets

• Social Science
• Sociologie, société et politique
• Emigration
• Immigration

Informations

• Publié par: Everest Media LLC
• Date de parution: 22 septembre 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9798350026191
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Insights on Javier Zamora's Solito
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Insights from Chapter 1

#1

I have bad dreams about not having my parents with me. I’m the only one in first grade who doesn’t have both parents with him. I tell my friends that one day, I’m taking a trip like a real-real game of hide-and-seek.

#2

I miss my friends and family back in La USA. I love my grandparents, but I miss my mom and dad. I want to be with them on Mother’s and Father’s Day, but I know that won’t happen.

#3

I was finally able to see my parents this year, and I was excited. I was finally going to learn English, and I was going to school in the United States.

#4

I often sold my sister Mali horchata, ensalada, and marañón, and chan to the patients at the clinic. I was a good salesman because I had been sitting on Mom’s lap as she handed customers a plastic bag with whatever drink they ordered.

#5

I was excited to go to the US Embassy to get my citizenship papers, but I was too small to jump the fence that separated our house from the neighbors’. My parents had wanted me to wait until I was older, but I was nine years old and could already jump the fence.

#6

My favorite picture of my mother is of her facing the camera, dressed in an oversized blue polo shirt, the Golden Gate in the background. I tell my friends at school that the Golden Gate is the biggest bridge anyone has ever built.

#7

Don Dago is a fisherman who visits our town two to three times a year. He delivers children, women, and men older than he is, for the same price. He changed Mom’s and Dad’s lives.

#8

Don Dago is a coyote who travels between Mexico and the United States. He is famous for his notepad, which he uses to pause for suspense when people ask him questions. He can’t change the price, and he never talks about the reasons why people need him.

#9

I was excited to see my parents, but I was also scared. I knew that my parents were saving money to bring me back to America, but I didn’t know the exact number. I made one up and wrote it at the top of every page of my school assignments.

#10

I like watching my mother apply makeup. She would always apply makeup before going out, and I would close my eyes and go back to sleep. She would tell me that she loved me a lot.

#11

My parents tried sending me by plane two years ago, but I was caught by La Migra. I was sad, but I didn’t cry until I got home and hugged Abuelita. Then Mali. They hugged me at the same time. Don’t worry, everything is going to be okay, they said.

#12

I picture Mom dressed in black, running to a tree, then a bush, molding into each shape. Oh, and she saw snow for the first time when she crossed. Snow! Her entire face gets rounder when she smiles, her big eyes even bigger.

#13

La Chele Gloria, the fruit vendor across the street, is a rabo verde, but she’s never done anything wrong besides groped someone’s ass. She always delivers the women safely.

#14

I asked my mom about the story, and she confirmed that Dad walked through our cornfield, toward the asphalt road, to the bus stop under the biggest ceiba tree in town. I was waiting for the bus when he found me. I was sitting on the roots of the ceiba tree, waiting for the bus to come back.

#15

I go to Parroquia Fray Cosme Spessotto, a Catholic school, where I am constantly bullied by the nuns. Grandpa is always nice to me, but I’m afraid he will go back to his old ways and yell at Abuelita, hit Mali, or fire his gun in the air.

#16

I was the second-grader who represented La Paz in the biannual grammar contest. I was on TV, and I had to send Mother Superior a picture of me shaking President Armando Calderón Sol’s hand.

#17

I was competing at the international grammar competition in Mexico City. I didn’t place, but people in town still told me how smart my parents were. I hoped I was like them.

#18

I didn’t want to let my parents or Mali or Abuelita or Grandpa down. I wanted to be better than the gringos, and I wanted to be valedictorian every year over there in La USA.

#19

Grandpa was eventually able to get permission for me to miss a week of school, but only after giving a false explanation. He had raised me as his own son, and I was well-behaved. However, Jesuit nuns are notorious for calling the police on their students trying to cross the Guatemalan border.

#20

When we returned home, Don Dago was on our front porch. We said hello to each other. Do you want pepetos. Grandpa asked him. Indeed! Don Dago always responded to the promise of fruit.

#21

Don Dago was a police officer, and he came to visit my grandparents every time he was in San Salvador. He would always ask about my passport, and Grandpa would always say that it was in order.

#22

I was worried about not showing up to school on Monday, since I didn’t want the nuns to call the police if I didn’t show up. I thought about how Jesús got crucified on Friday and rose earlier today. I hoped that the nuns would think that I was still a good Catholic.

#23

The Baker’s son calls to say Don Dago is on his way. I scream Don Dago’s name at the top of my lungs, louder than La Bonita. Grandpa hears and rushes out of his room to get money to pay The Baker.

#24

I was able to lie to my best friends about missing only a week of school. I was able to bring my prized possessions, which I never brought out when my friends visited, out for the last time.

#25

I will miss my friends, but I’ll be back to visit. I’m going to miss the stars looking up at through the skylight, though.

#26

I was brought to the airport by my grandparents. I was wearing a dark T-shirt, black pants, two pairs of underwear, and two shoes. I was given a dark-blue, short-sleeved dress shirt and a notebook.