Showing posts with label Cesar Chavez. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cesar Chavez. Show all posts

Monday, April 11, 2011

Bittersweent Harverst: The Bracero Program

"Bittersweet Harvest”
The Bracero Program: 1942-1964

By Jessie E. Moreno


My family and I recently visited the Chamizal National Memorial to indulge in a little bit of our history here in El Paso. The main attraction there was an exhibition titled “Bittersweet Harvest: The Bracero Program” which had been recommended by the son of a family friend, whose grandfather, along with my grandfather, had been a part of the Bracero Program in the 1940’s. The exhibition was organized and sponsored by the National Museum of American History with help and funding from the Smithsonian Institute and was established to portray and give insight on how men from all over Mexico were exploited for their cheap labor during a span of three wars: World War II, the Korean War, and Vietnam. All of these events were critical times in our history in which many, if not most of our American men were out fighting in countries all over the world.


As a student in elementary, middle, and high school here in El Paso, I was somewhat exposed to this program at a young age, but not to the extent of what had been delivered at the Chamizal National Memorial. The history that we El Pasoan’s receive in our local public schools comes mostly from textbooks that are written and published by Anglo Americans. The information provided in those textbooks is usually distorted, is dry and is sometimes meaningless. When those textbooks do talk about the Bracero Program for example, they tend to leave out crucial bits of information like the tales told by people such as my grandfather. In his stories, he quickly distinguishes how America, which had been portrayed as a benevolent country by so many, was instead a country full of narcissist people who would not for a second question throwing you under the bus just to make another cent. Through his accounts I could feel anger and pain, but I could also feel a sense of accomplishment in what he did as well.


I believed then and still believe today that this program was and continues to be a crucial piece of American history, especially for people like my family, who were born in America, but are of Mexican descent. There are quite a few of us who live here in El Paso, that have a grandparent, a parent, a brother, an uncle, a cousin, or a nephew and so on and so forth of whom were an integral part of the Bracero Program; a program spawned with courageous Mexican men who dared the odds to be a part of an American labor program that promised to provide them with better wages that they could not have otherwise earned in their homeland. By all accounts given, these men were seen as nothing more than animals, animals that could pull their own weight on the fields. They were treated like savages and yet they continued on with the struggle knowing that their family’s survival back in Mexico depended on it. Some of these hard laboring men grew fond of the United States, despite the way in which they were treated, and decided to make it their home. The Bracero Program would later serve to be an intricate piece of the Chicano movement, the social integration that took place in border towns such as El Paso, which greatly impacted the establishment of the Chicano neighborhoods into the massive, more prominent Hispanic communities that they are today.


Another intricate piece that should not be forgotten when telling the story of the Bracero Program, lies in one of the most influential Mexican-Americans of all time. On the last week of March, Mexican-Americans all across the United States take time to reflect and celebrate the birth and accomplishments of one of their own, one of the single most renowned Chicano activist of our time, Cesar Chavez, who in his own right, dedicated most of his adult life in protecting the distraught livelihood of the migrant farm worker. It was 1942, the year in which the Bracero Program was brought to the United States, that the Chavez family relocated from Arizona and landed in California. There, in the fields, they would soon share with Mexican migrant laborers the burden of blood, sweat, and backbreaking work, while also being equally discriminated against. Not long after, Cesar Chavez discovered the unpleasant taste of unjust wages, unsafe working conditions, and the disgusting treatment of Mexican-origin people. He would then go on to establish organizations such as the National Farm Workers Association, which fought for the rights of migrant farm workers, workers that included Mexicans in the Bracero Program. Although that is the case, Cesar would later fight to keep this program out of the United States, arguing that the constant inflow of Mexican migrant workers undermined the efforts of his group.


While I deeply resent the fact that Mexicans and Mexican-Americans were racially discriminated against and were severely taken advantage of, I cannot but stop and ask myself the following questions: What if America would have not brought this program to our towns? Would our neighborhoods be the same? Would America be the same? Who then, if not Mexicans or other migrant workers for that matter, would have been charged with growing and harvesting our foods while America’s men were out fighting in some of the most gruesome wars of all times? We shouldn’t be so quick into passing judgment, because after all, we are who we are because of the tribulations we have faced and overcome. So in the end, like the title of the exhibition proclaims, it was a bittersweet harvest for both Mexicans and Americans alike.

Jessie Moreno - UTEP student.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Cesar’s Last Fast

“Cesar’s Last Fast”

By Jessie E. Moreno

March 31st, 2011


A forthcoming documentary about Cesar Chavez titled Cesar’s Last Fast, is produced and directed by Richard R. Perez. Watching it for me was incredibly striking and moving, so much so that it sent a powerful chill down my spine that almost had me crying. It portrayed some never before-seen footage on the symbolic story of how Cesar Chavez fasted for thirty-six days in an attempt to show his discontent with the lack of progress made by his United Farmers Workers Unions when fighting the use of pesticides by farmers in California. Although this was the focus of the film, the director also shows later material that represents the difficulty and challenges when it comes to organizing farm workers and creating social movements such as Cesar Chavez orchestrated. It was almost as if this film was to be used as inspiration to get more people involved. Although this film screening was shown to us as an incomplete work (forty seven minutes), I left the UTEP Union Cinema wanting so much more.




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Before watching the documentary, I thought I had a decent sense of who Cesar Chavez was and what he had accomplished, but ten minutes into the film I started to doubt what I thought I knew. I found myself wondering and questioning why I had underestimated his work so much and why I had devalued his sacrifice. When I heard that the Cesar Chavez Day at UTEP had been canceled and saw that some people were protesting on campus, I wondered why these people got so emotional over it. Then, about mid-way through documentary, I started to realize that some of those farm workers represented in the film were people like my grandparents, my parents, and me for that matter.



I remembered growing up in El Paso, Texas, and as a young boy (eight years old) having to go and pick onions in the fields with my family for a mere seventy-five cents a sack. We would all go home darker than before after about fourteen hours of working in the brutal sun (usually took us that long to fill one hundred sacks). My mother would take our hands and feet at night and do what she could to sooth the blisters, sores, and pains that we had developed throughout the day. The next day we would wake up before the sun came up, and we would be out there and be doing it all over again.

I have always had a hard time dealing with this part of my history, because working in the fields made me feel shame, as we were often called “wetbacks” at school, a term for those who worked in the fields. It was hard for me to hear those words, because we were Americans, and we had been born here, and we were just trying to make ends meet. I always thought that by letting people know that I had I worked in the fields, that I was only subjecting myself to more discrimination. It was easier for me to forget, knowing that many associated working in the fields as being a bad thing. Having been there and done that, and after viewing this documentary, I now feel that I have a better understanding of the importance Cesar Chavez had on farm workers in America, although some evil practices still occur today. This documentary has touched me more than I thought it would, and I can sense a little bit of pride inside me now, knowing how much my family and I have overcome to be where we are now.

At the end of the film, when the questions were being asked, one young lady asked why there weren’t any leaders out there today like Cesar Chavez to fight for Mexican-American rights. When the lady asked that question, I thought of the time Cesar Chavez asked his wife the same question, and she told him that maybe it should be him. Sometimes I think we get caught up and expect others to guide us and direct us in a certain path, when in fact it is us who need to stand up and lead the fight. The producer, Richard R. Perez, made an interesting point when he said that the price of upward mobility has been a decrease of our efforts to help those in the bottom of society. If we want to be treated better by our society, then we need to stop waiting for the next Cesar Chavez to come, and realize that deep down inside, we share the same characteristics, and are capable of organizing in the same way that he did.


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