*Although Mexican Independence Day was a few weeks ago, I didn't really explain it. So here it is!
The date is September 1810. It’s 5:00 in the morning and you are tired. However, the toll of the bell announces that right now a town meeting for the city of Dolores is being held in the cathedral. You arrive late, and although you don’t know what the meeting is about, you realize that it is something important seeing the excited agitated faces of your neighbors and hearing the strong charismatic voice of the Father Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla. You listen: he is talking about the injustice of the foreign occupation of New Spain (Mexico). Soon, you share the rage of the other parishioners and their desire to change the situation. When the Father shouts “Viva the Virgin of Guadalupe” (Long live the Virgin of Guadalupe!), you applaud in agreement. Upon hearing “Viva the homeland!” you recognize for the first time that the land where you live and the laws that govern it belong to you and your neighbors, your fellow countrymen, and not to a foreign country. When the Father Hidalgo invites the townsmen to reconvene at eleven o clock this night armed and ready to fight, you accept with “Viva the Virgin of Guadalupe! Viva the homeland!” Yes, you will join him, and although you are a mere farmhand, you will arrive with your machete and your courage to combat this injustice in order to gain your country’s independence.
The date is September 15, 2007, Mexico’s National Independence Day. You are in the plaza in front of the main cathedral. Although it is dark, the world is alive in anticipation, like a child waiting to open their first present Christmas Eve. Banners of red, white, and green (the flag’s colors) hang from the plaza bandstand floating in the breeze and the cathedral is bathed in yellow light in the background. The notes of trumpets joyfully reach your ear. You are surrounded by hundreds of people, snow cones, heat, and sweat. The air is filled with anticipation. Finally, the moment arrives. It is eleven ‘o clock and the president begins the speech. He proclaims, “Viva Father Hidalgo! Viva the heroes of our independence! Viva the Virgin of Guadalupe!” and you respond, “Viva! Viva! Viva!” He shouts “Viva Mexico!” and everyone shouts back in agreement and in unison, “Viva Mexico!” With this final shout, the plaza bursts forth in celebration: released white doves fly upward into the sky, confetti of the flags colors rain down on the crowd, and fireworks light up the night resounding against the cathedral’s walls. And in all of this, you witness the citizens’ hearts and minds gratefully honoring their heroes, who almost 200 years earlier, fought for their independence.
Pic of me at the Ecological Center (aka the zoo!)
Went with fellow exchange students
