Erika iba emocionada pero también
nerviosa, de eso me pude dar cuenta cuando le pregunté sobre la
dirección que tomaría la calenda (convite), no supo decirme bien, de
hecho la misma pregunta se la hizo a su compañera que iba adelante de
ella para tratar de conseguirme la respuesta y como pudo se dio a entender
conmigo, su español no era muy bueno y es que no sólo era la primera vez
que participaba como canastera, sino que también era la primera vez que visitaba la
tierra de sus padres, vino desde California para reencontrarse con su gente y
sus raices y así disfrutar de su herencia cultural en esta celebración tan importante. De
pronto la perdí a lo lejos, no la volví a ver entre tanta gente, Erika
me hizo valorar de nuevo la importancia de nuestras tradiciones y constatar el orgullo
de la gente de Tlacolula en este día tan especial.
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-ENGLISH VERSION-
Her name was Erika and I could noticed that she was nervous when I asked her the procession route, she immediately asked the girl in front of her in order to get me and answer, she barely could speak Spanish, she told me she just came for the first time to the feast and be part of it, also it was the first time at her parents town, she wanted to eyewitness all the traditions and enjoy his cultural heritage that once she dreamed about.
Suddenly I didn't see her again, there was a lot of people there, Erika made me notice how rich is our culture and how proud she was about it even that she lives far away from Oaxaca.
Click here to see the 1st part of this gallery.
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-ENGLISH VERSION-
Her name was Erika and I could noticed that she was nervous when I asked her the procession route, she immediately asked the girl in front of her in order to get me and answer, she barely could speak Spanish, she told me she just came for the first time to the feast and be part of it, also it was the first time at her parents town, she wanted to eyewitness all the traditions and enjoy his cultural heritage that once she dreamed about.
Suddenly I didn't see her again, there was a lot of people there, Erika made me notice how rich is our culture and how proud she was about it even that she lives far away from Oaxaca.
Click here to see the 1st part of this gallery.
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