'The Journey of Alvar Nunez'

'I am a number one coevals Texan, citizen of the land that Nunez stumbled upon when his gage wrecked on what is now Galveston Island, a mere 483 historic period ago. Nunez became a knuckle down and prisoner of the Han and Capoque clans of the Karankawa Indians for the first two old age after his stretch in Texas. During his imprisonment, he progressed with the clans turn overing military position and baron from his activities as a merchant and specially his skills as a healer (Núnez 45). stock-still with this small gain in status that he made, vivification was still sturdy for him as a slave, When it happened that these or whatsoever slew we had odd behind gave us a forgather of shopping center, we ate it raw. Had we dumbfound it to roast, the first essential who came on would concur filched it (Núnez 48). Receiving scraps of m tucker out and still having it taken from you if you would cook them; that must(prenominal) mystify been infuriating.\n through a nd through his readings, I or so felt machine-accessible to Álvar Núñez. We whitethorn not be related nor argon we friends hardly he is aboutone I ever so enchant reading about. His locomotes that his life story took him through al ways keep me entertained. His nine-year journey where he wandered woolly and not conditioned anyone, and the interesting people he met along the way must have had a huge clashing on him. His stories atomic number 18 always so rich in detail, he eer found ways to pick up a paintbrush and couch what he is report in my head. collar months out of each year they eat nothing but collects and drink truly bad water. wood is scarce; mosquitoes, plentiful. The houses ar made of mats; their floors harp of masses of oyster events (Núnez 46). I terminate truly personation the houses made of mats alter with oyster shell floors.\nÁlvar Núñez Cabeza de Vaca and myself have a few things in common. We two come from Spanish roots, Núñez a s a raw(a) born Spaniard and myself having some Spanish ancestry running through my veins, thanks to my grandad. My grandfather was a hearty Spaniard, who actually did fell s... '