Going Home Again: The New American Scholarship Boy.

Abstract

each step, with every graduation from one level of educa»• tion to the next, the refrain from bystanders was strangely the same: Your parents must be so proud of you. I suppose that my parents were proud, although I suspect, too, that they felt more than pride alone as they watched me advance through my education. They seemed to know that my education was separating us from one another, making it difficult to resume familiar intimacies. Mixed with the instincts of parental pride, a certain hurt also communicated itself too private ever to be adequately expressed in words, but real nonetheless. The autobiographical facts pertinent to this essay are simply stated in two sentences, though they exist in somewhat awkward juxtaposition to each other. I am the son of Mexican-American parents, who speak a blend of Spanish and English, but who read neither language easily. I am about to receive a Ph.D. in English Renaissance literature. What sort of life what tensions, feelings, conflicts connects these two sentences? I look back and remem-

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