Memory-Place, Meaning, and the Alamo
| Autor: | Richard R. Flores |
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| Rok vydání: | 1998 |
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| Zdroj: | American Literary History. 10:428-445 |
| ISSN: | 1468-4365 0896-7148 |
| DOI: | 10.1093/alh/10.3.428 |
| Popis: | I no longer recall the month or the week, only the place. Wrapped in our winter coats and gloves, scarves and hats, my third grade class was on its first field trip of the year. The thrill of leaving behind workbooks filled with three place addition and subtraction problems can only be described as a third grade "rush." It was electrifying. The trip, like many of those in my elementary years, was to the Alamo: that bastion of Texas liberty and memorial to brave men. I had passed by it numerous times before, on my way to see my father at the pharmacy where he worked across the street. I remember wondering if he ever ventured over there during his lunch break, feeling the same invigoration that I would surely experience walking amidst the Alamo's ancient stone walls where, I had learned, heroes died. My every expectation was met. The stones cried out to me with their sense of history. I looked closely at the wall, searching for pockmarks, imagining muskets displacing rock with each shot. The silence of the main room, what I learned was the mission church, filled me with awe and heightened my senses. There, beneath the floor that I and my classmates tread upon, was the site where legends fell in martyrdom for my freedom. Bowie. Travis. Crockett. Texan heroes all of them. Once outside the si |
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