In this chronicle that dates back to the early 1950s, we hear the voice of the author who, from a very young age, had to emigrate from Tlaquepaque, Mexico, to the United States, hoping that he and his family could find the economic prosperity that they so much longed for. 

“There in the United States, people sweep the money from the streets of so much prosperity”, was the song of the sirens that gave wings to many to undertake the journey into the unknown, a journey that is too risky.

In the end, Francisco’s family would work in the fields of the northern country, under exhausting conditions in which adults, youth and children faced the sun with their faces, the struggle to get ahead. The peasants, in addition, faced the stigma of being able to be deported by the migra and thus be dispossessed of their scarce resources.

The author gives an account in multiple books of this struggle to break through in a hostile society, despite which he was able to complete his studies to become a renowned academic.

Somewhat harrowing reading, but at the same time injects a lot of inspiration.