crema de fallas

As I mentioned before Dayna and Cade's school made their own fallas. Yesterday we went to the school to watch them burn it. The kids all paraded out some of the girls wearing their traditional dresses. Most of the other kids wore their bluson y panuelo (no accents because I don't know how type them on my computer but they are a smock and neckerchief). Dayna's teacher loaned her one but Cade needed one. I didn't want to spend the money for him to wear it once. Luckily, I have a shirt that looked similar to a bluson so he wore that. He was hesitant at first, afraid others would notice it wasn't the same but he soon realized that no one noticed he was any different.

So the teachers wrapped the falla with firecrackers and we had our own small mascleta. As they lit off the falla everyone was cheering. The falla was quickly roaring to a huge bonfire and they had to move the smallest children inside because the wind was going in their direction. Once it died down some, the kids were back outside chanting "Bob Esponja es muerto" Sponge Bob is dead. We then had chocolate and cake. I think Dayna was a just little bothered that they had spent about 3 weeks working on Sponge Bob and then they burned it.