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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Margarita XLII
[time] => 2002-11-21 20:30:00
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[bodytext] => El Segundo's strong father speaks of oath
that he wants Diego to take this day. This oath now taken freely pleased them both, it gave direction sending youth war's way. His own will go wherever he should say, for he's the leader taken papa's place. Now they resume the independence fray, and battles be joined showing rapid pace. "Soon they'll shoot me. I don't want to die, but it'll happen. Then Diego, you'll be the man of the house." " I know, papa. I'll take care of mama. We'll be all right." "You won't be all right, Diego. That's what I want to tell you. The gachupines will eventually get you. I want you to be with Morelos at Oaxaca. He'll accept you as a guerrilla and take care of your mother. He owes me a favor." " I didn't know you were so important, papa." " I'm just a miner, Diego, but I've fought well and Morelos knows that. Who was it that set fire to the granary gate?" Diego drew back in admiration for his father. "Papa, you're El Pipila. Everybody knows you. You're famous! Why didn't I know my papa was El Pipila?" " I told no one. When we couldn't take Alhondiga de Granditas and people were being shot by the royalist soldiers, I couldn't let a simple door stand in the way, could I, hijo? I put a slab of stone on my shoulders for protection and lit the door on fire. Such massive door, Diego. The fire was beautiful! Flames went up to heaven driving the soldiers back." "My father's El Pipila!" [comments] => 2 [counter] => 205 [topic] => 31 [informant] => ramfire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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