The film “The Mission”, released in 1986, is a fictional story with a historical emphasis. Many of the characters are based on historical figures. While some scenes represent historical events. The film talks about the work of the Jesuits and how the mission of the Jesuits was to "spread Catholic ideas through teaching... (and) missionary work" (p. 1). The film doesn't just apply history; shows us how far humans will go for power. Power then was to expand as far as possible, the more land you had, the more power you had. The power here is Spain and Portugal trying to enslave the indigenous populations, take over their lands and expand. This film makes us look not only at the historical context it contains, but also at our society today with a different perspective. The film makes us look at how we judge others in our society today and in the past through their eyes. What I mean by this is that in society we are divided into classes or clicks. They are there even if we don't want to believe them or think we are immune to them. Every single person belongs to multiple clicks. I'm classified as a country girl. I grew up in a small hometown where everyone knows everyone. I worked on a farm. When we went to bed we left the doors open. This is how I grew up for eighteen years of my life. At my high school everyone was more or less the same. Most of us lived on farms and it wasn't unusual for someone to be called out of class because someone left the gate open and the cows ran away. We all grew up together, my class was only about 120 people and we were the largest grade. I remember around 10th grade a boy named Nick joined our class. He wasn't like the rest of us; it was...... in the center of a sheet of paper...... and as he died another member of the indigenous tribe picked up the sacred object he was marching with when he was shot, eventually when a child took one the musical instruments and the emissary regrets his decision. In this day and age we still have social injustice. Many people believe that some minorities are prone to more violence than others. My family is guilty of this. Not having grown up in the city, my father is terrified of everything and all different types of races. He is afraid that all some races in the city contain nothing but bad, low-level people who will take advantage of anyone. By opening people like my father, like me, to new environments and giving ourselves that extra push, we learn that not everything we don't know is evil and will hurt us. Let's break down our barriers and learn to share with others around us that things are not as they appear.