It’s 2:30 in the madrugada and the rooster won’t stop crowing. I thought this only happened at the break of dawn! What is going on? It was okay the first few days, but after all the late nights celebrating Año Nuevo and the first day of 2009 and just life in general – as they do on this beautiful island on a regular basis – I want to kill the stupid rooster.
But then, I remember how Vanessa’s face lit up when she first heard it the morning after our first night in her father’s homeland, Puerto Rico. “Mami, cucha! Ki-ki-ki!” – she instructed me to listen unable to contain her excitement. For the first time in her short life, she was hearing the sound of a real rooster just outside her bedroom window. Later on, after she got dressed, we went outside to take a look at the culprit and we were all surprised to see not only one, but two roosters, a bunch of hens, and about ten tiny chickies.
My husband’s family lives in the northwest part of the island and even though we’re staying in a a recently constructed community, it’s still el campo. So – to my daughter’s delight – our next door neighbor is somehow allowed to raise these farm birds. And even though I’m annoyed (to put it lightly) with their crowing at ungodly hours, I have to admit nothing makes my heart sing more than not having to explain to my daughter what it means to grow up en el campo.
A celebration like no other
The night before Reyes Magos – one of the biggest celebrations of Epiphany in any Spanish-speaking country I’ve ever had the fortune to experience – we were awoken in the middle of the night by a parranda at a neighbor’s house. This is basically when a group of friends armed with maracas, guitarras, güiros, palitos – among other instruments -quietly gathers in front of a friend or family member’s house late at night and when everyone’s setup they start singing and playing typical música navideña de Puerto Rico, waking up the household members to the sound of music, loud music. This goes on for a while and then the group and the members of the house move on to another house and so on, until the group is small no more and they reach the last house around 3 or 4 o’clock in the morning.
The night in question, we were all startled by the festive music. Vanessa woke up and asked: “Qué eso?” To which her father responded: “Una parranda!” And she immediately started dancing! What can I say, she has it in her blood… Anyhow, a few minutes later and because I had never heard or seen a live parranda – and since you only live this particular life once and we were already awake – we decided to check it out. So, in the middle of the night and in our pj’s, we got in the car and took Vanessa to experience her first parranda. When we got there, my husband explained that it was probably the last house because of the amount of people and the smell of asopao – a kind of typical chicken soup that has to be served by the last house to receive the parranda.
We weren’t there long – and I don’t know how much of it Vanessa will actually remember – but I’m glad we did it. It is so much better to teach our kids about our culture through actual experiences…
What are some of your favorite cultural traditions? What do you do to teach your kids about them? Why do you think it’s important to keep traditions alive?
Thank you for sharing..
ah! Que nostalgia de mi islita. La verdad estoy totalmente de acuerdo.. showing is better than telling!
My husband and I are Puertorricans living in Co w/ an 11 month old baby.
We get the same question all the time – are going to teach her both languages?- we are surprised. for us is not an option not to. We love being bilingual and we want her to feel proud of her culture as well.
Congrats on the blog – ya lo estoy disfrutando..
Dorita, gracias!!! We need to organize our own “parranda” this Xmas, para que las nenas vean bien de que se trata!!! ¿Qué te parece?
Dear Roxi! I really enjoyed reading about the Puertorrican tradition of the “parranda”. I think it´s important for kids – bilingual or not – to follow traditions. It will give them a sense of belonging and sharing and being proud of their own culture thus increasing their self-esteem.