“You are both children of the same dream,” Joaquín tells them. “You just want to build the house with different doors.”
Years later. Sofía finds Joaquín again, now a graying exile in the office of a newspaper in Turin. It is 1859. He is writing articles supporting Il Risorgimento —the unification of Italy. He has two young sons: Matteo (idealistic, believes in Garibaldi and the Camisas Rojas ) and Carlo (pragmatic, admires Cavour and the cunning of the Realpolitik ).
The brothers argue. Matteo wants a republic of the people. Carlo argues that only a monarchy under Victor Emmanuel II can defeat Austria. Libro Historia Del Mundo Contemporaneo 1 Bachillerato
Sofía knows from her textbook how this ends. She tries to warn him. But the cannons of General Cavaignac roar. The barricade falls. Joaquín is not killed, but he is captured. As he is dragged away, he shouts to Sofía: “Tell them we almost made it! Tell them the dream didn’t die, it just went underground!”
Sofía feels a strange pull. She closes her eyes, and the archive melts away. “You are both children of the same dream,”
“The ludditas broke the machines,” he whispers. “They said the iron monster was the enemy. But the monster is just iron. The real enemy is the man who owns the monster and calls me ‘free’ because I can choose to starve or work.”
She is standing in the rain, next to Joaquín. The air smells of coal smoke and human sweat. He is a hilador in a textile mill. He tells her his story: He left his village in Andalusia after the Ley de Mendizábal (confiscation of church and communal lands) forced his family off their common land. Now he works 14 hours a day. He shows her his raw, bleeding hands. It is 1859
“This is the year,” Joaquín says, his eyes bright. “First Sicily, then Paris, then Vienna, then Berlin. The Primavera de los Pueblos ! The old order of Metternich and absolute kings is finished. We will have the República Democrática y Social .”