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Voyages and travels. Fiction.
Survival. Fiction.
Illegal aliens. Fiction.
Mexicans. United States. Fiction.
Best friends. Fiction.
Friendship. Fiction.
As in Ann Jaramillo's La Línea (2006), Hobbs' latest puts a human face on the controversial issue of illegal immigration. No longer able to grow corn profitably in his Mexican village, 15-year-old Victor, who has supported his family since his father's death, resolves to go to El Norte: It's time for me to do what men from our village have to do. Lacking the money to secure a guide, he ventures to a border town to wait his chance in the whirlpool of recent deportees, newcomers, and grizzled mojados (wetbacks). Successive attempts find him trekking through mountains and desert, fleeing la migra, and unwittingly becoming entangled with ruthless drug traffickers. Hobbs' effort to show a broad view of the border-crossing experience, often by incorporating the hard-luck tales of Victor's acquaintances, results in a story arc that occasionally feels artificial. But the questions raised here are provocative and worthwhile (Are Americans willing to pick the fruits and the vegetables to fill their grocery stores?), and the propulsive adventure-and-survival elements will keep Hobbs' core audience hooked.
Horn Book (Tue Aug 01 00:00:00 CDT 2006)Traveling illegally to the United States to look for work, fifteen-year-old Victor leaves his mother and siblings in their Mexican village. This topical story is sometimes sad, sometimes hopeful, but always tense. Hobbs gives a face to the thousands of immigrants who risk their lives in the hope of building a future for their struggling families.
Kirkus ReviewsFifteen-year-old Mexican Victor Flores is the man of his family. His father died in a construction accident while working illegally in South Carolina. Victor has been making ends meet by growing corn, but governmental subsidies paid to American farmers have cut his profits to near nothing. He realizes that the only way his family will have the money they need to survive is for him to make the risky border crossing himself. He doesn't have the $1,500 to pay a "coyote" to shepherd him across, so he's on his own. Victor runs into trouble before he even gets to the border. He makes the crossing once with a "lone wolf" named Miguel and is caught and deported. He meets up with his friend Rico, who has had problems of his own getting to El Norte . Rico tricks Victor into crossing with drug smugglers. Events turn out well enough for Victor, but he's surrounded by violence and death on his journey. Hobbs has created a page-turning adventure set squarely in the real world. He offers no easy answers and readers who accompany Victor might be enlightened to some harsh political realities. (Fiction. 10-16)
School Library JournalGr 5 Up-Ever since his family moved to the tiny village of Los crboles, Victor has been best friends with Rico. When Rico tells him that he has enough money to pay for "a coyote" to help him cross into El Norte, Victor is unable to decide if he, too, should go along and look for work or try to feed his family with the pitiful annual corn harvest. The decision is made for him the next day when he discovers that the corn prices have bottomed out and that there is no point in even planting this year. Readers suffer with the 15-year-old as he makes his painful decision to leave his mother and younger siblings and attempts the dangerous border crossing, jumping trains, fleeing thieves and border officials, and suffering from thirst and hunger. His desperation and fear are completely believable as he faces near-death situations and must decide whom to trust. The author deftly weaves information concerning the local geography and customs into the plot. The story is well paced, sustaining readers' attention throughout. Pair this novel with Ann Jaramillo's La L'nea (Roaring Brook, 2006) for another fictional view of young people crossing the border between the U.S. and Mexico.-Melissa Christy Buron, Epps Island Elementary, Houston, TX Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Voice of Youth AdvocatesIn his many outstanding novels for teens, Hobbs has celebrated Western North America from the boreal forests of Canada, through varied regions of the Western United States, and southward into Mexico. His books involve outdoor adventure in challenging and often remote landscapes. Here fifteen-year-old Victor Flores is compelled to leave his family and the village where he has lived all his life, to "cross the wire" from Mexico into the United States. Since the death of his father, Victor has been the sole support of his mother and young siblings, and he now faces fearful challenges. First having no money to pay "coyote" guides, he must make the illegal crossing without support, evading authorities and troublemakers on both sides of the border. Then lacking English language or trade skills-let alone a green card-he must somehow avoid deportation and earn enough to support himself and to send money home to his mother. Victor's story is riveting, and the reader is immersed in striking natural landscapes while experiencing at first hand the controversial drug, labor, and immigration politics of the Arizona-Mexico border region. While obviously sympathetic to migrant workers and illegal aliens, Hobbs is unsentimental in his portrayal of the hard lives and unpleasant choices facing impoverished Mexican villagers. Fleeing starvation, Victor soon finds himself facing drugs, gang warfare, and violence. No choices are easy or safe, and mere survival presents deadly risks at every turn. It is an exciting story in a vital contemporary setting.-Walter Hogan.
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Chapter One
Old Friends
The end was coming, but I didn't see it coming.
I was done for the day. The sun had set, my shovel was on my shoulder, and I was walking up the path to the village. As I passed under a high stone wall, my mind only on my empty stomach, a shadowy figure swooped down on me with a shriek that could have raised the dead. I let out a yelp and leaped out of the way.
"Scared you," cried my best friend, Rico Rivera. "Scared you bad, Victor Flores."
I shook my shovel at him. "'Mano, you're lucky I didn't attack you with this."
"What did you think I was?"
"A flying cow, you maniac."
"You should have heard yourself! You squealed like a pig!"
I could only laugh. It had been a long time since Rico had pulled a trick like this. This was the way it used to be with Rico and me, until three years ago, when Rico started trade school in the city of Silao. He lived there now with his sister, whose husband worked at the General Motors plant. Sometimes Rico came home to the village on weekends, but I wouldn't always see him. We were fifteen years old now, with life pulling us in different directions, but we still called each other 'mano. We were hermanos in our hearts. Actual brothers couldn't have grown up much closer.
Rico put his arm around my shoulder. "I have something to tell you, Victor." Suddenly he wasn't joking around. "Follow me," Rico said gravely. "I have a secret to show you."
"You know how I hate secrets. I thought there weren't any between us."
"A couple of minutes, and there won't be."
Dusk was deepening as Rico led me past the village church, past the cemetery and the dirt field where we'd played fútbol and béisbol ever since I could remember. I followed my friend to the old village, abandoned after an earthquake hundreds of years before. All that remained, overgrown with brush, vines, and cactus, were the stone walls built to hold back the hillside. The moon was up, but its light was weak and eerie. This was a place to stay away from.
Rico paused where one of these ancient walls was especially thick with giant prickly pear. "We have to crawl underneath the cactus," he announced.
I wasn't so sure.
"It should be easy for you, Victor. C'mon, Tortuga."
Only Rico called me Turtle. It was a little joke of his. With his long legs, he'd always been the better sprinter, but not by much. "Turtle," though, was only partly about running. Mostly it had to do with my cautiousness.
Here and now, I had reason to be cautious. This was where my four sisters collected cactus fruit and also the pads for roasting as nopales. Teresa, the oldest of my sisters, always carried a stick on account of the rattlesnakes.
Unlike Rico, I was afraid of rattlesnakes. "It's too murky to be crawling in there," I told him.
"I know what you're afraid of, but it's the middle of March. They haven't come out yet. Just follow me."
As always, Rico went first. Once inside, we sat next to each other, our backs to the ancient wall. "Just like the old days," Rico said.
I liked hearing him say that, but it wasn't like Rico to be sentimental. What was this all about? Maybe it was going to be a trick after all. There would be no secret.
"Watch this," Rico said as he reached into a crevice and brought out a small glass jar. With a gleam in his eye, he placed it in my hand. In the patchy moonlight, I had to bring the jar close to my face to make out what was inside. It was a roll of money, and not pesos. American greenbacks, with the number 100 showing. "How much?" I gasped.
"There are fifteen of those. You're looking at one thousand, five hundred American dollars."
I was astounded. In school I had learned to convert kilos to pounds and kilometers to miles. But pesos to dollars was different, floating up and down. The last I heard, it was eleven to one. That meant this was more than sixteen thousand pesos. My family could get by for more than a year on this much money. "I don't understand," I said. "Your parents gave it to you?"
"My parents? Did you hit your head, 'mano?"
"Did you win the lottery? Is the money yours, Rico?"
"It's mine. It's from one of my brothers in the States. It's my coyote money."
The expression meant only one thing. Coyotes were the smugglers who took people across the border to El Norte.
It didn't seem possible. "You're leaving for the other side?"
"Yes, I'm leaving Mexico. I'm going to cross the wire. Destination, the United States of America."
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In this riveting, action-packed novel from award-winning author Will Hobbs, a teenage boy hoping to help his loved ones must fight for his life as he makes the dangerous journey across the Mexican border into the United States.
When falling crop prices threaten his family with starvation, fifteen-year-old Victor Flores heads north in an attempt to "cross the wire" from Mexico into America so he can find work and help ease the finances at home.
But with no coyote money to pay the smugglers who sneak illegal workers across the border, Victor struggles to survive as he jumps trains, stows away on trucks, and hikes grueling miles through the Arizona desert.
Victor's passage is fraught with freezing cold, scorching heat, hunger, and dead ends. It's a gauntlet run by many attempting to cross the border, but few make it. Through Victor's desperate perseverance, Will Hobbs brings to life a story that is true for many, polarizing for some, but life-changing for all who read it.
Acclaim for Crossing the Wire includes the following: New York Public Library Books for the Teen Age, Junior Library Guild Selection, Americas Awards Commended Title, Heartland Award, Southwest Book Award, and Notable Books for Global Society.