Who Was
Eulalio Gutiérrez?
By: Ella F., Melissa C., and Ashley R.
The #1 New York Times Best Selling Series
Table of Contents
Chapter 1: My NOT So Boring Life
Chapter 2: I Was Once President, Ya Know
Chapter 3: My Grand Trophy Case (bragging rights included)
Chapter 2: I Was Once President, Ya Know
Chapter 3: My Grand Trophy Case (bragging rights included)
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Chapter 1: My NOT So Boring Life
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My life may not be as famous as other people's, like Pancho Villa, but to me it was the best life I could ever have. Come with me and I will tell you about what happened in my life.
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I was born in 1880 on the Hacienda Santo Domingo in the village of Ramos Arizpe, Coahuila. My family and I were peasants and I was a shepherd in my youth. I later became a miner for the Mazapil Copper Company of Concepción del Oro, in Zacatecas.
In 1906 I became a member of Ricardo Flores Magón's Liberal Party. I then joined the group that was against the reelection of Porfirio Díaz in 1909. I supported Francisco Madero in 1910 with my brother Luis Gutiérrez.
NO MORE DÍAZ!
In 1913 I joined the Constitutionalists. I then rose to military commander of San Luis Potosí in 1914. On November 3, 1914 I was selected by the representatives of the leading military commanders to serve as their president. I held this position until January 19, 1915.
The Convention failed. To gain the support of the victorious revolutionaries, they split their support. Venustiano Carranza and Francisco Villa were on one side and Emiliano Zapata was on the other. I didn't support both Carranza and Villa during 1915. The following year I went into exile.
I returned to Mexico again to serve as a senator in the 1920s. Then (you'll laugh at this) I left Mexico AGAIN! I'll admit I am a sore loser and supporting the losing side of the rebellion is embarrassing. Don't judge! I then said to myself, it's time to give it a rest. So the one and only Eulalio Gutierrez... retired from politics (dramatic music).
Then on August 12 the worst thing possible happened. I died in Santillo. Hey hey don't be sad amigo, we all die at some point plus I was an old man. But my death is a little different because some people celebrated and some people were sad but I am not bothered.
I mean look at me, I live on through the many stories told about me. Don't believe me? I died in 1915 and what year are you reading this now? Exactly. Follow me my amigo as we discuss what I was able to do in my amazing life.