Tuesday, October 30, 2012

"socio: cómplice: infrarrealista hermanito nuestro"

Honestly, I dislike topics like “the greatest Chilean of all time", I remember a tv show about that topic. And also i remember a Nicanor Parra's poem:

"Los cuatro grandes poetas de Chile/ 
son tres:/ 
Alonso de Ercilla y Rubén Darío" 

And it's funny because the strength of the poem is on the nationality of Ercilla and Darío, Spanish and Nicaraguan respectively. I'm not sure about who could be the greatest Chilean of all time, but I admire the work and life of Roberto Bolaño. And isn’t a coincidence that I write about that Parra’s poem, because Bolaño work with that poem talking about exile, literature, nationality and how a country fight to appropriate of a writer, poet or anything else.

Bolaño lived, almost, all his life in México or Spain, or simply out of Chile, but his work made possible the “novel” in Chile, because Chile is a poet’s country, but the novel here is a weak topic. He wrote about adolescence and exile, mainly set in México because he live his teen years there, but the teaching in his books, named a different exile first, because exile is leave a country, but also, leave a city, leave your house and most important leave your youth, burn the poems and start to write novels, there is and exile there. And in other hand the adolescence happens everywhere, because also the nationality is not a country for a writer, is his memories, and these are better hide.

He died in 2003, but anyway, if I could ask something, probably I would ask him about Mario Santiago, the Mexican poet, maybe his best friend, and he died in 1998, and Bolaño wrote many times about him. He appears in Los Detectives Salvajes, as Ulises Lima, and is probably one of his most interesting characters created. Because in real life he was one of the weirdest and greatest peoples that I never heard.

Monday, October 22, 2012

School Strikes Back

In our traditional education, there are hegemonic speeches. One of these, work hard with the "scores", the memory, the repetition and the state's ideological reproduction. And that ideology is deeply interested in the market, the comparison between students, the measurement of IQ or any disorder. But the problem is behind that speech, people don't learn alone, people learn with a partner, with classmates, that could know more or less than they.
I think that this activities works when people study before, are nice indicators of knowledge in a specific moment, but this activities doesn't work for the measurement of the "learned". The big work is on speaking class, but also, people need to answer with their will or good disposal.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Mighty Max

When i was six i knew my best friend until now, Cristian. He was my classmate when i started the school. Someday i had to do a homework in another classmate's house, and Cristian's houses was near to (Also, he still live there). So when i finished the homework, my father was to my classmate's house to pick me, and when we were leaving that house, Cristian appeared out, because he was playing on the street, and invited me to his house.
My father walked with me to his house. And there, my father stayed talking with Cristian's parents and i was to play with Cristian in his room. When i was there, i couldn't believe what i was seeing, he had TOO MANY toys. So i played for hours with differents toys, he showed to me every toy in his room. And finally when i was leaving the house, he asked me if i would like to be his friend. I thought that it was a weird and silly question, but i said yes, no problem. And he went to his room and came with a bag in his hands and he gave it to me. When i opened it, i saw a LOT of toys there, and one of them i'd never forgotten. It was and Mighty Max toy, i hadn't known those toys before that day, but the first time i saw it, it really liked me. There were two Mighty Max toys, one of them was a Mummy's face, full of other little toys inside, and was the same with the other, a Zombie's hand with little toys inside.
I know that this history sounds silly, but that was the begin of a nice friendship, and Cristian is now like my brother.