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Entered By: Paula
Entry Date: 2015-02-24 09:23:41
Subject: Flower Festival
Message:
 

I have lots of things that I want to share.  This one will be short.  Well I will try anyway.  

Saturday in Siguatepeque was The Flower Festival, a citywide celebration.  The morning starts with a parade, there are stands set up all around our town squares selling food, jewelry, flowers, art, etc, and a few games and jump houses for the kids.  On the stage in the Town Plaza there are cultural performances going on most of the day and the evening.  Faith danced with her ballet company, she was Hansel in Hansel and Gretel.  It was lovely and Faith did a fantastic job.  I was so proud of her, her smile was big and she seemed relaxed.  

The grand finale to the day was a lighting of paper lanterns that ascend into the star speckled Siguat. sky.  Just beautiful.  The sight moved me to tears, even the anticipation of it moved me to tears.   I know it doesn't take much, but this expression just seemed so hope filled and beautiful to me.  Everyone has paper lanterns, you light them at the same time (mas or menos), and dreams and hopes float up into the heavens.  

Well,  first of all Mark took the younger half of the kids back to the van to sleep at about 8:30pm.  The ballet performance was over and he thought we were going home after that.  We had all of us in tow, and had been there for a few hours already.  But I was not to be deterred from the lighting of the lanterns.  It was to happen at 9pm and I was optimistic about the timing.  The town of Siguat. and out of town visitors filled up the square and we huddled in with our lanterns, but no matches of course.  

When it was time to light our lantern it was already a little ripped and banged up.......we were excited so we opened it early.  A Honduran couple that was huddled in close with us shared their matches and a match salesman walked up shortly.  We lit the wax tablet, waited for the lantern to fill with hot air to rise, but rather it caught fire around the holes.  The kind couple by us poured their drink on the lantern.   Faith grabbed me and hugged me and told me how sorry she was.  I guess my face told some stories.  The couple then offered their lantern to us to light together.  The already teary eyed Paula was then silently bawling.   Their kindness and unselfishness did me in.

 I know, its a paper lantern.  But come on, its a paper lantern.  

Paula (but you knew this wasn't Mark's story)

 





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