Wow! What a powerful book. I’m really glad that Professor Urrea wasn’t
too modest to put this on the reading list for the semester. I’ve been interested in border issues ever
since I started studying Spanish in high school, but this book exposes a side
to things that are completely out of my scope, living in what can only be
described as opulent luxury in comparison to the residents of the Tijuana
garbage dump. I liked the comments about
Pastor Von slyly showing someone that thinks they’re not rich how wealthy they
actually are in comparison to the people that he tries to help. Where I grew up you weren’t wealthy if your
parents didn’t drive a $40,000 car and you didn’t go on expensive vacations
multiple times throughout the year. As I
didn’t fit into that particular group, I can remember feeling bad about my
family’s financial situation. The
stories in Across the Wire, rightfully, put me in my place and make me
ashamed for ever having such feelings, even if they were a product of my
environment.
I have always understood that poverty
exists and that I was lucky to live in America, but the chilling descriptions
of poverty in this book make me want to rekindle a relationship with God or
whatever force has blessed me and allowed me to live the type of life that I
lead. Simple necessities like food,
shelter, medical care, hygiene and the means to go to school seem much larger
after reading about the lives of people in the garbage dump.
I was also very impressed with
the way the stories were told. While
Professor Urrea is obviously there and recounting real stories and events he
does an incredible job of making the people of Tijuana the subject as opposed
to his experience in Tijuana. It was an effective choice to leave the story
about his father until the end of the book, because I think the focus might
have changed for the reader if the book led off with that sad tale.
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