We Ve Come So Long By Baca

We’ve Come so Long
Over the years people have learned so much from books, saying that regardless of what other people might think is true because it is based on facts. Studies have indicated that reading books enlightens one’s mind whether it is fiction or non-fiction. I also do not have to believe what those studies show because I can tell that generations past have gone by through reading and knowing what needed to be known, for example there was not any technology in the old days; that includes Google, Wikipedia, Yahoo, and not only websites that could gather information about anything also cellphones and computers. Which is why reading is of importance to all lives because technology can only go so far and sometimes be deceiving. Is it
Where I come from people do not have easy access to schools and the countries’ majority is poor, nonetheless it doesn’t stop the ambition pumping their souls towards the wish of learning, secondly in Baca’s case he was so content in spite of being imprisoned to hear the inmates voices reading the works of other authors; Author Baca discusses that in his article Coming Into Language, “With shocking speed I found myself handcuffed to a chain gang of inmates and bused to a holding facility to await trial. There I met men, prisoners, who read aloud to each other the works of Neruda, Paz, Sabines, Nemerov, and Hemingway. Never had I felt such freedom as in that dormitory. Listening to the words of these writers, I felt that invisible threat from without lessen—my sense of teetering on a rotting plank over swamp water where famished alligators clapped their horny snouts for my blood. While I listened to the words of the poets, the alligators slumbered powerless in their lairs. The language of poetry was the magic that could liberate me from myself, transform me into another person, transport me to places far away.” For Baca the words of any meaning was his gateway to another universe, it was like his surroundings did not matter anymore, it was what made his fire grow; his ambition towards the value of reading and writing. Baca held it close to his heart that one day he even asked his sister who could not read or write herself to go to the bookstore and buy him a grammar book