Column: How A Classic Chicano Coming-Of-Age Tale Changed The Way I Saw Myself
Mis Ángeles columnist Erick Galindo first picked up a copy of Rudolfo Anaya's Bless Me, Ultima when he was about 18 years old.
By the time he was 10 pages into the pioneering Chicano author's classic novel, a coming-of-age tale that features a Mexican American protagonist, something in him clicked. Galindo writes:
It changed the way I saw myself.
I was dumbfounded. In six years of honors and AP English, history, and literature classes, I couldn't recall a single book about someone like me.
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