3rd week of january marks the feast of sto. nino. i have very good memories of the fiesta. during fiesta, the entire barangay is closed for vehicles. there is only one traffic and that is human traffic bwahahaha! from morning 'til night, sige lang sa kalalakad ang mga tao na di ko rin alam kung san galing and san papunta! :)))
kahit walang pera ang mga tao, all homes will open their doors for visitors. there was a time we invited mami's work colleagues. heto na. nag brown out. ang mami, shinowcase na ako to play the piano. hahahaha! what can i do? anak lang ako. sige play the piano with a heavy heart. gawin ba akong intermission number dahil nag brown out? kulit! :)))
outside, streets compete for the banderitas contest. i am proud to say that i have helped a couple of times in making the decors. we never won though. :)) winning is not important. so said the loser. bwahahaha!
madaling araw pa lang, nanggigising na ang mosiko. they pass by the street every hour or so. when we hear the music, everybody runs in panic mode, "andyan na mosiko!" all eyes are glued at the legs of the majorettes. but my eyes are fixed on the tubas. how mighty they look and how powerful the players' lungs are!
there was the karakol, it's a procession of passionate people carrying statues of the infant jesus while dancing with all their might. there are two things here. man makes infant jesus dance AND infant jesus makes man dance. the surge of passion, energy, and faith always makes me cry.
there was serenata in front of the main chapel at night. cool wind blowing, a band serenading you, sinong mag-aakalang nasa barangay sto. nino ka? hehehe. love it!
mami sent the pics below from the 2013 fiesta. first two pics are from the karakol. just seeing them gives me goosebumps. i wonder why i've never joined this in the entire 27 yrs of my life.
the pic with the girls dancing is called the bati-bati (sayaw ng pagbati [as in greetings]), and this is done during easter. i could see now that they dance for the fiesta as well. ehem, i was once a bati-bati girl. during the, ehem, olden days (ca 1989), our dresses were pure dainty white. my hair was in a pusod, my face was espasolish, and i danced with all my might, even if dancing is not my forte :p
how i miss fiesta in sto. nino!!! someday i'll be home again!
3 years ago
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