Across the San Joaquin Valley, across California, across the entire Southwest of the United States, wherever there are Mexican people, wherever there are farm workers, our movement is spreading like flames across a dry plain.

The people who give you their food give you their heart.

True wealth is not measured in money or status or power. It is measured in the legacy we leave behind for those we love and those we inspire.

We are suffering. We have suffered. And we are not afraid to suffer in order to win our cause.

We are organizers at heart. Most of us in the movement take great pride in being able to put things together.

Our struggle is not easy. Those who oppose our cause are rich and powerful and they have many allies in high places. We are poor. Our allies are few. But we have something the rich do not own. We have our bodies and spirits and the justice of our cause as our weapons.

The basis for peace is respecting all creatures.