Under the Mesquite Quotes

“And the pomegranates,/
like memories, are bittersweet/
as we huddle together,/
remembering just how good/
life used to be”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“Sometimes it's best to take things down and start all over again. It's the way of the world.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“Being Mexican... means being there for each other. It's togetherness, like a familia. We should be helping one another, cheering our friends on.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“Leave it alone, mi amor. It's in the tree's nature to be stubborn. It's a survivor.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“Changing how I talk doesn’t change who I am. I know where I came from.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“What- because I'm Mexican I'm supposed to speak with an accent? Should I wear a rebozo too?"
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"Being Mexican means more than that. It means being there for each other. It's togetherness, like a familia. We should be helping one another, cheering our friends on, not trying to bring them down."
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I'm not acting white! I want to shout after my so-called friends. I couldn't be more Mexican if you stamped a cactus on my forehead.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“I'm trying my best to be a good daughter and accept the clipping of my wings, the taming of my heart.
Being a senorita is not as much fun as I'd expect it to be. It means composure and dignity. Senorita is a nina, the girl I used to be, who has lost her voice.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“But not me. I am no wilting violet, no Spanish rose. I'm tough, sturdy and strong.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“But it would not be the sun's or the wind's fault; my parents had uprooted me.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“She's a ruthless rattlesnake, but she can't just open her big, fat mouth and expect me to let her poison me.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite

“This," she says, "is the story of us.”
― Guadalupe Garcia McCall, Under the Mesquite