
esperanza
Dec 14, 2002, 7:22 PM
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Re: [Brad Smith] Meaning of posada in this context
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My favorite experience and most precious memory of las posadas was about 10 years ago, in a tiny town two-thirds of the way up the highest mountain in Michoacán. Each of the 9 nights (el novenario) of the posadas, a different street in town sponsored the traditional 'tableaux vivantes' (for lack of a better phrase) representing Biblical scenes from the creation to the birth of Jesus. For example, the Noah's Ark scene was an actual fishing boat, surrounded by the flood (painted on cardboard). In the boat were a burro, some chickens, a duck, a pair of goats, a young man in Old Testament-style robes, and a young woman similarly dressed. The sacrifice of Isaac was represented by a man bearded and costumed, again in robes, holding a young boy supine in his outstretched arms, a ram tethered at his feet amongst some bushes. To begin the peregrinación, we proceeded from the church, the parish priest leading the procession, followed by a youth dressed as Joseph pulling a docile burro carrying a young woman dressed as the Virgin Mary. A band played as we walked, we all prayed the rosary and sang Christmas songs...Vamos, vamos, pastores a Belén...los peces en el río...as we wandered through the dark cobbled streets, pausing before each of the briefly lighted tableaux to hear the priest give a short explanation of that part of the Christian mystery leading to the Incarnation of Christ. Toward the end of the street, the procession began the singing of the traditional song begging for shelter for Joseph and Mary as we stopped before predesignated houses. Twice, three times, los santos peregrinos were denied entry. Then, at the last house on the street, the pilgrims sang again, pleading for a place to rest. Denied once, the door suddenly flew open and all were welcomed inside for ponche de fruta, pastel y galletas, atole y buñuelos, and a bag of aguinaldo (peanuts, an orange, a few candies) for every child. The cold of the starry Michoacán night was immeasurably warmed by the tradition and hospitality of our friends and neighbors. Oh, the joy... http://www.mexicocooks.typepad.com
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