"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Quince años Sunday Scribblings has asked us to write about an event. So I have chosen the very traditional fifteenth birthday party here in Mexico.

It is a big event

A happy fifteenth birthday party

Without money in the family

The children go out panhandling

“Give us money for our party, please”

“Our sister is turning fifteen”

They need to buy Coca Cola and tortillas

A campesino provides a goat

BBQ for everyone and arroz with tomatoes

The dance for the young lady begins …

The boys are dressed in tuxedos

Handsome, dark and lean

A pretty girl stands in the center with a doll

From childhood dreams

The music begins … Whitney Houston sings

A mixture of Mexican tradition and new American dreams


  1. This starts out so sad, to me, but also brightens, joyously as it moves. You've shown me something I have not, probably will not, see or experience, or imagine. Thank you

  2. Novaheart,
    It is sad and also very true. While we lived in Oaxaca the children would panhandle for money for these type of parties and I didn't really understand at first ... but now I do. Thanks for commenting.

  3. A poignant poem about people finding joy despite challenges and difficulty.

  4. Thomma,
    Thanks so much and yes things in Mexico are sometimes a bit strange. At least for a person from the first world.

  5. It takes a village :) Moving tradition.

  6. what a lovely insight into this event - sounds fabulous :)

    Fancy a new prompt? try Saturday Soapbox: http://understandingalice.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%20Soapbox

  7. Thanks Understanding Alice, I will check it out.