Travelling is one of my favourite things to do and I recently spent a week in San Miguel de Allende, a town which is a 4-hour drive northwest of Mexico City.
I go there on a regular basis to get some much-needed sun and relaxation. Being a teacher, I am always captivated by the antics of the children playing in the streets and the central square in front of La Parroquia, the massive community church which shimmers pinkly in the light.
Kids pretty much play the same way all over the world and San Miguel’s children are no different. Small delights like kicking small plastic balls to each other make them giggle euphorically, as if nothing can remove their good moods. They pack together and share private jokes about the tourists but the jokes never appear sadistic.
There are two sessions of school per day in San Miguel, for two groups of students, and when the first group’s school day is over, they can often be seen, parading in their trim Catholic school uniforms around el jardin, the central square.
I have noticed that kids in Mexico may play and laugh as Canadian kids do; however, they have more of an understanding of traditions and celebrations in their history than Canadians do in ours. This could be because Canada is a more multicultural country and so people who move here focus on their native country’s history.
Mexican children enjoy their celebrations but seem to know the origins behind what they are celebrating. Canadian children may be having fun in the celebration but often know very little or nothing about what is being celebrated.