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I Am Xitlali. By: Christian Barreda Huerta and Gianfranco Fernandez Ruiz. My Experience wore a loin cloth And called itself Xitlali It played the bagpipes Before the war before the rain It makes sugar skull candies to celebrate its dead And works the rice terraces of Banaue
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I Am Xitlali By: Christian Barreda Huerta and Gianfranco Fernandez Ruiz
My Experience wore a loin cloth And called itself Xitlali It played the bagpipes Before the war before the rain It makes sugar skull candies to celebrate its dead And works the rice terraces of Banaue My experience eats that same rice With sliced banana and fried egg The yolk breaks and spills Crimson, it declares: “I am Maganda” It repeats “I am Saol” It repeats “I am Xitlalia and I wear a loin cloth” My experience is to be seen Untranslated, unclothed, unmistakable Attempt to translate The bagpipes will sound Before the war. Before the rain.
It played the bagpipes Before the war, before the rain
It makes sugar skull candies To celebrate its dead
My Experience eats that SAME RICE with sliced banana and fried egg
The yolk breaks and spills Crimson Why and how is this the turning point?
What were the main themes of the poem? • Was there any resolve? • Who/what did Xitlali represent? Discussion: