East LA

Our evening began at a church in East LA. We purposely arrived late so that we wouldn't have to sit through the entire hour of mass. I haven't been to mass since I was about 12!! We walked in and took a seat. People were singing church hymns about the Virgen de Guadalupe. After everyone went up to receive communion the real fun began. Aztec dancers entered, dancing to the beat of a drum. It was beautiful to watch, and reminded me of my trip to Olvera Street on the Day of the Dead. Shortly after, several men proceeded to carry a large image of the Virgen de Guadalupe outside of the church. Everyone began to exit the church. Some people carried veladoras, others were singing, as we followed the dancers and the image of the virgen down the street. We arrived at the home that was selected to host the prayer. Children were lined up and given flowers that were then offered up to the Virgen of Guadalupe's image. The group prayed and prayed and prayed...I thought the praying would never end. The Aztec dancers continued dance for the crowd. Lastly, we all enjoyed a bowl of pozole and horchata before we hit the road.

I am not Catholic, nor am I a religious person. I wanted to partake in the festivities because it is a part of my culture. I believe that it is important to preserve the traditions of our ancestors. Being there brought back memories of being with my grandmother in Mexico. Above all, it was a time to spend with my family and enjoy traditions. I felt very happy to be a part of the community.