Tree Girl
“Mamí felt sick but insisted on going. She had looked tired and weak for several days. Now she coughed as we walked single file on the trail. Papí led the way, and I walked directly behind him, watching as he picked his footing deliberately on the winding path to the caves.
Papí wasn’t big, but his body, like a gnarled old branch, carried great physical and spiritual strength. A lifetime of work under the hot sun had toughened and aged his skin like old leather. Living had given him wrinkles of ...character. Wisdom had given him patience.
Papí was a simple, honest man. He had no great vision for his life other than to be a good father and provider, and to live as his parents and their parents had. He felt strongly about our heritage and our culture, but the past was not a rope that bound him like a prisoner. He dared to ask why the Indios were treated differently than the Latinos, and always he listened patiently, sometimes smiling and laughing when I explained new ideas that I’d learned in school.MoreLess
Papí wasn’t big, but his body, like a gnarled old branch, carried great physical and spiritual strength. A lifetime of work under the hot sun had toughened and aged his skin like old leather. Living had given him wrinkles of ...character. Wisdom had given him patience.
Papí was a simple, honest man. He had no great vision for his life other than to be a good father and provider, and to live as his parents and their parents had. He felt strongly about our heritage and our culture, but the past was not a rope that bound him like a prisoner. He dared to ask why the Indios were treated differently than the Latinos, and always he listened patiently, sometimes smiling and laughing when I explained new ideas that I’d learned in school.MoreLess
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