I suppose we all believe that the food cooked
for our mother is the better in the world, and I think this. My children memory
is that in the Fiestas Patrias my mom cooked delicious “empanadas de pino” fried.
I remember that I could to eat six or seven “empanadas” in the lunch, and after
I could to continue eating and not to quench my appetite.
I hated the traditional activities, because
were obligatory in the school: dance “cueca”, play “carrera en sacos” and others
activities. It was very boring.
The last year I have observed a curious thing.
In my city, Linares, the typical songs that the people listen all year (especially
in the Fiestas Patrias) are “rancheras” or “cumbia”, and not “cueca”, or “cueca
chora”. The curious thing is that the people of Santiago when dance “cueca
chora” they feel the Chilean character run through their veins (that doesn’t
avoid that this persons to eat sushi or that they think to be Chilean is to
speak with expletives). The truth is that this dance is locked in a little university
circle and not representing to other people.
My second memory (pleasant) of “Fiestas Patrias”
is my grandmother sitting over the vid listening olds “rancheras” (for example
authors like Antonio Aguilar), her eating stew with excess of pepper, with the sight
lost in the planting. I enjoyed because…how not enjoy that!!
