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The year was 1899, as the old people told the story, the place a sweltering tobacco farm in Truevine, Virginia, the heart of the Jim Crow South, where everyone they knew was either a former slave or a child or grandchild of slaves. The Muse brothers, George and Willie, were just six and nine years old, but they worked the fields from dawn to dark. Until a white man offered them candy and stole them away to become circus freaks. For the next 28 years, their distraught mother struggled to get them back.

There is a missing chapter in the narrative of Canada’s Indigenous peoples - the story of the Métis Nation, a new Indigenous people descended from both First Nations and Europeans. Their story begins in the last decade of the 18th century in the Canadian North-West. Within 20 years the Métis proclaimed themselves a nation and won their first battle. Within 40 years they were famous throughout North America for their military skills, their nomadic life and their buffalo hunts.

La idea de hacer este libro surgió de Madres de Plaza de Mayo Línea Fundadora por la necesidad de dejar una versión propia de su historia y contar en primera persona cómo se conocieron, cómo se organizaron, cómo se fueron construyendo. Muchas, la mayoría de las madres, ya no están con nosotros. Pero cada una de las que participan en este libro dio su testimonio y contó lo que recuerda de estos años junto a sus compañeras.

With the sweep of an epic novel, Our Revolution follows Jenny Moore, a charismatic and brilliant woman whose life changed as she became engaged in the great 20th century movements for peace and social justice. Born into Boston society in 1923 and the first woman in her family to go to college, she set aside writing ambitions to marry Paul Moore, a decorated war hero who became Bishop Paul Moore. Together they had nine children.

Elisa Queijeiro tiende un puente entre la historia de Malinche, su leyenda y la realidad de los mexicanos. Deja al descubierto la verdadera herida de la Conquista y la pérdida que seguimos arrastrando: nuestra orfandad elegida, el invento que aceptamos y el daño que nos ha hecho quedarnos sin Malinche como la madre indígena digna que sí fue.