continue Rudolfo Anaya, Bless Me, Ultima (pp. 50-176; chapters Seis through Catorce)  

 

 

 

review border / ambivalence

recall Kat's presentation re choices, oppositions

main question overall for class re ambivalence: are Mexican Americans minorities or immigrants? (Must one choose?)

define ambivalence

51 first day of schooling, years and years of schooling, away from the protection of my mother.  I was excited and sad about it.

Tony's parents?

41 She understood that as I grew up I would have to choose to be my mother’s priest or my father’s son.  

Ultima's identity? 104 curandera x bruja

Farm x town (bridge)

 58 tortillas x sandwiches

church vs. Ultima's supernatural powers

If Mexican Americans are ambivalent in their attitudes as immigrants or minorities, what values are they choosing between?

 

immigrant minority
assimilate resist / remain separate
learn English Spanish only
traditional extended family nuclear family, individualism

 

simple examples of ambivalence in Bless Me, Ultima

 

 

Toni's father expresses "ambivalence" whether he and his family was exploited by the new Anglo culture--does he want to resist or join it?

2 father a vaquero, even after big rancheros and tejanos came and fenced in the beautiful llano [memory of resentment at involuntary contact]

54 “those were beautiful years, the Llano was still virgin, there was grass as high as the stirrups of a grown horse, there was rain—and then the tejano came and built his fences, the railroad came, the roads—it was like a bad wave of the ocean covering all the good—“  

125 stories of the old days in Las Pasturas

sheepherders > cattle > horsemen > railroad and barbed wire

corridos, meeting of the people from Texas with my forefathers . . . uprooted, became migrants

 

3 After the war (World War 2), Mr. Marez wants to leave home and move to California [Sounds a lot like immigrant-dominant culture]

14 father’s dream: move westward + sons

 

resolutions? unification of ambivalent identity?

 

67 California or highway work.  “Why does it have to be just those two choices?”  move to Las Vegas, work there, rent

 

121 You have been seeing only parts . . . and not looking beyond into the great cycle that binds us all

12 seemed to dissolve into one strange, complete being

55 How could the blessing of Ultima be like the whirlwind?  Was the power of good and evil the same?

176 everyone should survive, but in new form

 

syncretism

Syncretism p. 79-81, 104

229 power, faith, reason + dark, mystical past

172 Vicks + herbs

42 She spoke of the ancient medicines of other tribes, the Aztecas, Mayas, and even of those in the old, old country, the Moors.

 

symbols

33 “you must never judge who God forgives and who He doesn’t”

167 bridge, dividing line b/w town (sin) and hills (quiet peace)

townspeople had killed Lupito at the bridge

 

Answers may not be either / or but both / and.

Answers may not be "either immigrant or minority" but some combination.

"Ambivalence" may be just a convenient term for some new cultural development, some new American identity.

 

What 3rd options?

Mestizo

Syncretism

Bridge

 

 

 

style in Ultima > ambivalent minority

Style: lyrical, dreamy + violent action (ambivalence?)

Dream: repetition of symbols, patterns

27 the three giants of my dreams

88 the Trementina sisters, Tenorio’s three girls

101 three dolls > three women > take life > stick pins

30 Had it been a dream? Or a dream within a dream?

60 [synesthesia]

61 my soul floated with the holiness of prayer into the sky of dreams

99 waking dream

100 suffered spasms my uncle suffered, we dissolved into each other

167 bridge, dividing line b/w town (sin) and hills (quiet peace)

townspeople had killed Lupito at the bridge

243 three figures: Narciso, Lupito, Florence

243 The germ of creation lies in violence

247 Father: that way of life is just about gone; it is a dream.  Perhaps it is time we gave up a few of our dreams. . . gave up the old differences

92 saloon opposite church

 

 

 

 

 

 

metaphors:

borders (crossing and re-crossing)

bridge

 

 

Ambivalence as feeling crossed-up between old and new identities, not sure whether to advance or retreat.

Syncretism and symbols as possible techniques for bridging conflicts, fusing identities.

Literary expression of an underlying cultural difference: Mexico thinks of race differently than the USA. (next week)

 

Ambivalence and syncretism in Guadalupe story?

 

past student comments

painting on cloth that is combination of Indian and Spanish materials

historically, Virgin of Guadalupe may be connected to previous Indian fertility goddess

appearance of the Virgin combines European and Indian qualities

legend incorporates scriptural references

 

mestizo identity not identical with Indians; mestizo = mixed blood

 

 

Unlike the dominant immigrant culture, ethnic minorities did not choose to come to America or join its dominant culture.

immigrant: standard Anglo attitude is that Mexicans are immigrants, and it's true that the numbers of people moving from Mexico to the United States has increased exponentially in recent decades

minority: remember that most of the Southwestern United States--Texas, Arizona, New Mexico, Nevada, and California--were part of Mexico until U.S.-Mexican War of 1846-48 -- Mexican-Americans suffered similar exploitation and dispossession as American Indians

 

 

 

 

Broad cultural questions posed by increasing Mexican American population in USA:

Will Mexican Americans assimilate and join dominant culture?

Will Mexican Americans remain a separate culture, emphasizing difference (plus or minus victimization)?

Will Mexican Americans speak Spanish, English, or some combination?

Will the traditional extended family endure, or will individualism and divorce rates increase?

Will Mexican Americans remain Catholic or become more Protestant (relevant to freemarket capitalism championed by US: see Max Weber, The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism)

 

 

Spanish x English

Catholic x folk traditions

White x brown

Modern x traditional

But not just lost souls caught between two worlds

"3rd way"--people who are neither/nor but both

 

 

Modern x traditional

4 a curandera, a woman who knew the herbs and remedies of the ancients, a miracle-worker who could heal the sick

65 wasting their service money . . .  They did not hear their father.

67 California or highway work.  “Why does it have to be just those two choices?”  move to Las Vegas, work there, rent

68 dreams of their father and mother haunting them

72 curse laid on a disobedient son or daughter was irrevocable

72 cursed children were never heard from again

78 La Llorona

116 mermaid, deserted woman

120 Virgin of Guadalupe > mother!

187 Virgin and mother

187 Diego and Virgin of Guadalupe

187 I too would meet the Virgin; met Tenorio

 

 

displacement

2 father a vaquero, even after big rancheros and tejanos came and fenced in the beautiful llano

3 effects of war, move to California [culture on move; cf. Dominant culture]

14 father’s dream: move westward + sons

32 The war had taken my brothers away, and so the school would take me away.

 

47 the church of my baptism!

49 El Puerto, a world where people were happy, working, helping each other.

53 “The sons must leave the sides of their mothers”

58-59 I yearned for my mother, and at the same time I understood that she had sent me to this place where I was an outcast.

59 not alone.  We banded together and in our union found strength.

66 “Mama would never move.

 

style in Ultima > ambivalent minority

Style: lyrical, dreamy + violent action (ambivalence?)

Dream: repetition of symbols, patterns

27 the three giants of my dreams

88 the Trementina sisters, Tenorio’s three girls

101 three dolls > three women > take life > stick pins

30 Had it been a dream? Or a dream within a dream?

60 [synesthesia]

61 my soul floated with the holiness of prayer into the sky of dreams

99 waking dream

100 suffered spasms my uncle suffered, we dissolved into each other

167 bridge, dividing line b/w town (sin) and hills (quiet peace)

townspeople had killed Lupito at the bridge

243 three figures: Narciso, Lupito, Florence

243 The germ of creation lies in violence

247 Father: that way of life is just about gone; it is a dream.  Perhaps it is time we gave up a few of our dreams. . . gave up the old differences

92 saloon opposite church

 

Siete

60 war over

60 [kinesthesia]

61 my soul floated with the holiness of prayer into the sky of dreams

61 we who have traveled west until we were in the east, we are coming home to you

63 The dream of moving west was revived 

64 I was busy at school, driven by the desire to make mine the magic of letters and numbers

 

 Ocho

65 wasting their service money . . .  They did not hear their father.

66 “It’s hell to have seen have the world then come back to this.”

66 “It’s that Marez blood itching.”

66 “Mama would never move.”

67 speaking the truth.  The war had changed them.  Now they needed to lead their own lives.

67 California or highway work.  “Why does it have to be just those two choices?”  move to Las Vegas, work there, rent

67 “What about the folks?”

68 dreams of their father and mother haunting them

68 like I had done in the dream

 

Nueve

71 Oh, where is the innocence I must never lose . . . .  [Ultima:] there in the land of the dancing plains and rolling hills, there in the land which is the eagle’s by day and the owl’s by night is innocence.

72 curse laid on a disobedient son or daughter was irrevocable

72 cursed children were never heard from again

72 The restlessness of his blood had destroyed his dream, defeated him [father].

73 “the guy with an education gets ahead.”

73 “girls are only trouble.”

75 “Someday you will beat him, Tony.  Some day you will beat us all—“

75 That year we waited for the world to end.

76 And that year I learned to read and writer, magic in the letters, still felt apart from them [class]

77 I started across the bridge, and it was the first time I ever remember talking to it

78 gigantic railroad bridge, evil there

78 La Llorona

79-80  fishing for carp bad luck, why?  “I will tell you a story, a story that was told to my father by Jason’s Indian—

            when the earth was young and only wandering tribes . . . a strange people came to this land.  They were sent to this valley by their gods. [Cf. Genesis, Israelites]  They are part of the people

81 If the golden carp was a god, who was the man on the cross? The Virgin?  Was my mother praying to the wrong God?

 

Diez

83 my uncle had been bewitched, a bruja had put a curse on him

84 a prescribed ceremony

84-85 Why didn’t the priest fight against the evil of the brujas?

85 “You must understand that when anybody, bruja or curandera, priest or sinner, tampers with the fate of a man that sometimes a chain of events is set into motion over which no one will have ultimate control.  You must be willing to accept this responsibility.”

85 Juan was my middle name, but it was never used.

85 “She learned from the greatest healer of all time, the flying man from Las Pasturas—“

86 not wise to mention the names of the witches without warding off their evil with the sign of the holy cross 

87 Under the old law there was no penalty for killing a witch.

88 the Trementina sisters, Tenorio’s three girls

89 “He is a Juan.” Cf. Virgin of Guadalupe, p. 475

90 a good sign; the moon was their goddess

91 [ritual]  “It is like the old days.”

91 “What will you need?”  “You know.”

92 saloon opposite church

93 sign of cross x-brujas; Ultima?

94 el hombre volador

94 “I must work the magic beyond evil, the magic that endures forever—“

97 Would the magic of Ultima be stronger than all the powers of the saints and the Holy Mother Church?

98 blue corn meal, Indians

98 “good is always stronger than evil.”

98-99 spend their time reading in the Black Book

99 waking dream

100 suffered spasms my uncle suffered, we dissolved into each other

101 three dolls > three women > take life > stick pins

103 his hair with which they had worked evil

104 curandera x bruja . . . touched the hem of her dress

 

resolution of ambiguity > new identity?

121 You have been seeing only parts . . . and not looking beyond into the great cycle that binds us all

238 possible to have both?

Mestizo identity

481 face . . . somewhat dark + 53 I looked at my dark face in the mirror 

Hills x town > bridge

 religion: syncretism

114 I could not have been more entranced if I had seen the Virgin, or God Himself.

114 I knew I had witnessed a miraculous thing, the appearance of a pagan god, a thing as miraculous as the curing of my uncle Lucas. . . . if God was witness to my beholding of the golden carp then I had sinned.

124 scapular: icon or herbs

173 forgive Narciso, forgive Tenorio

176 everyone should survive, but in new form

247 reform the old materials, make something new

247 can a new religion be made?

247 first priest: father of Lunas?

248 the priest had changed, so perhaps his religion could be made to change

260 not dead > new place, new time

260 With the passing away of Tenorio and myself the meddling will be done with, harmony will be reconstituted.

 

 

displacement

2 father a vaquero, even after big rancheros and tejanos came and fenced in the beautiful llano

3 effects of war, move to California [culture on move; cf. Dominant culture]

14 father’s dream: move westward + sons

32 The war had taken my brothers away, and so the school would take me away.

47 the church of my baptism!

49 El Puerto, a world where people were happy, working, helping each other.

53 “The sons must leave the sides of their mothers”

58-59 I yearned for my mother, and at the same time I understood that she had sent me to this place where I was an outcast.

59 not alone.  We banded together and in our union found strength.

66 “Mama would never move.”

 

Once

106 I could not understand how the power of God could fail.  But it had. . . . “Do you believe the golden carp is a god?”

108 the garden of Narciso . . . bewildered

109 “The magic people all know about the coming day of the golden carp.”

109 It seemed that the more I knew about people the more I knew about the strange magic in their hearts.

111 “You’re a Protestant.  You don’t know about the brujas.”

111 “people, grown-ups and kids, seem to want to hurt each other—and it’s worse when they’re in a group.”

113 “the real king is the golden carp, Tony.  He does not eat his own kind—“

113 It was bigger than me!

114 I could not have been more entranced if I had seen the Virgin, or God Himself.

114 I knew I had witnessed a miraculous thing, the appearance of a pagan god, a thing as miraculous as the curing of my uncle Lucas. . . . if God was witness to my beholding of the golden carp then I had sinned.

115 strange brotherhood, secret would always bind us; the presence

116 mermaid, deserted woman

117 whole land once covered by a sea

118 collapse and be swallowed by the water

118 “all men sin”

119 “sin against no one”

119 the beauty had burdened me with responsibility

120 Virgin of Guadalupe > mother!

121 You have been seeing only parts . . . and not looking beyond into the great cycle that binds us all

 

Doce

123 Ultima told me the stories and legends of my ancestors . . . the glory and the tragedy of the history of my people . . . how that history stirred in my blood

124 scapular: icon or herbs

125 stories of the old days in Las Pasturas

sheepherders > cattle > horsemen > railroad and barbed wire

corridos, meeting of the people from Texas with my forefathers . . . uprooted, became migrants

125-26 their tragedy, their search for the freedom that was now forever gone

128 Tenorio has blamed la Grande for his daughter’s death

129 he was on his land and as such would not be shamed in front of his son.

130 let no man invade his home

130 “she is of no relation to you”

132-33 law by custom

134-35 walked through door, broken or fallen, would never know

 

Trece

137 [forgiveness] Perhaps the best god would be like a woman.

137 village is small. . . we have not passed judgment on anyone

138 uncle Mateo, the story teller

140 dream: black mass, Ultima!

 

Catorce

143 all changed, smaller

150 Samuel: “It will only end when blood is spilled.”

152 the kids from Los Jaros couldn’t read

163 something held me at the gate of the evil women

165 Had I already lost my innocence?  How had I sinned?  I only wanted to be home . . . I only felt tired, and older.

167 I had seen evil, and so I carried the evil within me . . . I had somehow lost my innocence and let sin enter my soul

167 bridge, dividing line b/w town (sin) and hills (quiet peace)

townspeople had killed Lupito at the bridge

168 perhaps the llano was like me, as I grew the innocence was gone, and so too the land changed.

170 not fair that Narciso die for doing good

172 Vicks + herbs

172 I simply had to tell my story to purge the fever

173 forgive Narciso, forgive Tenorio

176 everyone should survive, but in new form