You know that saying: "An apple a day keeps the doctor away"...
Well, to describe the week I just had I changed it to:
"A fiesta a day keeps the doctor away!"
Combining the end of the Argentine school year, beginning of summer, and Argentine's who use any excuse to have a party resulted in a week full of celebrations and WAY too much food:
Monday: Monday night we had the Hebraica Youth Department end of year party. The 120 madrichim (counselors) and directors gathered to celebrate a successful year. Highlights included delicious hamburgers, a "Cuentador" (storyteller) performing, and a photo montage of the year in review. The department also has a tradition where they give the madrichim who will not be returning the next year a gift and they always give something that has to be cared for. This year, the gift was a plant so at the end, the directors passed out plants to the madrichim leaving and told them even though they are leaving, they will still have something to care for.
Tuesday: Tuesday night around 8pm I received an email from my co-worker, Vivi. It said come down to Plaza de Mayo, we are celebrating thirty years of democracy! I turned on my tv to the news and saw that the Plaza de Mayo, the plaza in front of Casa Rosada ("pink house" where president lives), was filled with people and a band was playing. I decided I needed to check it out so a few friends and I headed down to Plaza de Mayo. We had to get off the bus and walk the last little bit because the streets were closed for the celebration. We got to the plaza and our mouths dropped. There were thousands of people, huge screens projecting what was happening on the stage, and banners and flags everywhere, many that said "democracia para siempre" (democracy for always/forever). We listened to some bands, heard a few people speak, and also watched some political parties that are not in the majority silently march through the crowds. This was so interesting to me because thirty years ago the country was in a dictatorship and although they have "come so far", it does not seem to me that total democracy exists in the country. I think some people feel extremely proud and think they have come far enough while others were completely against celebrating democracy because they do not believe their country is a democratic state. I am so glad Vivi let me know about the celebration, it was extremely interesting.
Wednesday: Wednesday night, time for another celebration! Tonight was the school of madrichim's graduation where the teens in the school of madrichim perform small pieces and receive their diplomas. These teens have been in the school for two years and the following year will become madrichim and part of the leadership of the organization. To receive their diplomas, they each choose two madrichim or ex-madrichim to give them their diploma and usually a gift as well. It was so awesome to see who they had chosen. Some were given their diplomas by their brothers and sisters, others a madrich they had felt very close to, some their parents, and many chose their "mechanech", the madrichim who lead the school of madrichim. Their were hugs, tears, and huge smiles all around as they celebrated completing their two-year madrichim school!
Thursday: Thursday we had a small gathering to celebrate a successful year of the BBYO project. About fifteen teens gathered to eat empanadas, talk about the previous year, start brainstorming ideas for the shuk at BBYO's international convention, where people sell all types of clothes with BBYO slogans or funny sayings, jewelry, blankets, stickers, hats, knick knacks, etc to fundraise.
Friday: For Friday I have to change the saying to "two fiestas a day keeps the doctor away". First I attended the annual Hebraica end-of-year asado (Argentine barbecue). A couple hundred staff were there eating delicious salads, Argentine meat, chatting about the year, and most importantly for the annual raffle. Each staff person gets a ticket and their name is drawn to win prizes such as a blender, radio, gift cards to restaurants, popular DVDs, and the grand prize, a Honda motorcycle donated by one of the members of the board who works for Honda. Between eating and the raffles, the executive director Sergio said a few words and then one of the people who works in the adult department sang a few popular US songs. She would bring people up to sing with her for parts of the songs and as the only "Yankee" in the room (words they use for Americans), I am proud to say I belted out a bit of "I will survive" in front of everyone. What fun!
Friday night I attended the end-of-the-year party for Mitnadev, Hebraica's volunteer project. Each small group had prepared something for the party, whether a poem, game, or small act. They also had put together a beautiful montage of pictures and videos of their service throughout the year, it was really nice!
Phew! I made it through the week of fiestas in one piece with a very full stomach and more insight into how the organizations recognize their leaders and celebrate their successes. It was a fun-filled week and now I'm looking forward to welcoming my family to Buenos Aires in a few days!
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