tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279293770380520242.post7581431292764590915..comments2023-03-24T02:08:58.595-07:00Comments on Pretty Bold For A Mexican Girl: Growing Up Chicana In a Hick Town: TRAILSMichelle Cruz Gonzaleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03378313716896888898noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279293770380520242.post-57835460357786674592013-01-12T14:55:31.261-08:002013-01-12T14:55:31.261-08:00Thanks, for the comment! In the end, I did go on t...Thanks, for the comment! In the end, I did go on the hike, after my teacher spoke with the other teacher, and I think they had me get another not from my mom, explaining that she had signed her name, only it was messy because she was half asleep when she signed it. The teacher, I guess, didn't really know how bad things were going for me at home probably because I was good at holding it all together, but it still stung when she accused me of lying.Michelle Cruz Gonzaleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03378313716896888898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279293770380520242.post-52148105587295272472013-01-10T02:00:09.717-08:002013-01-10T02:00:09.717-08:00This is one of the major ways I figured out author...This is one of the major ways I figured out authority wasn't my friend, when people in positions of authority thought I did something wrong even when I didn't. Ugh!!! This brought back a lot of memories and emotions....<br /><br />What happened in the end? Did your mom talk to her and explain? Did they shame you out of the class? Did life just go on?whatsernamehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15731411057968563416noreply@blogger.com