Mi Dia
Mi Dia
Mi Dia
Mi Dia!
“Rosa! Vendrás aqui!”
“I’m coming, Mom!” Rosa called. She bounded
down the stairs and took a seat on the stool so
that her mother could paint her face. Today was
Dia de los Muertos, or “Day of the Dead.” Rosa and
her family had traveled to Mexico to celebrate this
holiday with her abuelo, her grandfather. Rosa and
her younger brother Miguel had never been to
Mexico before and were very excited to spend time
with their abuelo, but they were also very sad. This holiday celebrates
the lives of loved ones who have passed away. It made Rosa sad to
think of her abuela, or grandmother, who passed away last year.
Rosa’s mother painted her face white and then painted black
around her eyes and mouth, making her face appear to be a skull. She
applied beautiful, intricate designs in vibrant colors. Rosa’s abuelo
entered the room as they were finished. “Wow, Chiquita! You look
exquisite! You’re ready to celebrate!”
Rosa followed her grandfather into the living room, where they
helped set an alter for their abuela.
They placed a photograph and candles
on the table, along with the calaveras
that they had made with their father.
“Calaveras are sugar skulls. We
make these sweet treats to honor
our family members who have passed
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away.” Rosa’s father had told her. “They represent
the beauty in the life of the people you are
honoring.”
“Now, chiquitos, we do not want to be sad
today. Today is a day of celebration!” The
children’s grandfather held the picture of their
abuela and told many stories of her life. They lit
the candles and laughed and sang songs that
Abuela loved. “Do you think Abuela would be sad that we are having so
much fun, Abuelo?” Miguel asked. “Oh no, little one. Abuela would be so
happy! This day is a day of happiness, not sadness.”
The family then packed up food and more
candles to take to the cemetery. Rosa, Miguel, her
parents and her grandfather went to Abuela’s
grave. They cleaned the tombstone and the area
around it, refilling the flowers and lighting candles
in her honor. They had a feast and told Abuela
about everything that had happened in the year
since she had been gone. As Rosa told the story of
her winning first prize at the country art fair for
her painting of a rooster, Rosa started to feel happy. She saw her
brother smiling as he talked about his new hamster, Jigs, and her
mother’s joy as their father talked about her big promotion at work.
Rosa had started this day a bit uneasy and sad. She didn’t
understand why people could be so happy on a day that they were
thinking of people they had lost. However, by the end of her first Dia
de los Muertos in Mexico, she understood how important this holiday
was and how much better it made her feel!
©Tobin, Apr. 2017
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