Yes, kids in graveyards. Day of the Dead, El Dia de los Muertos, is somehow lighter, dare I say, happier, because it can be such a family affair. Everyone, from abuelos to babies, is there.
Children playing, the sounds of laughter....Enough to make one's heart sing, adding such a different element to such a pensive time.
One of the things I've noticed while here in New England is how I miss seeing children. They are everywhere in Oaxaca. There are kids on my block, but it's different.
Children in Oaxaca learn independence and responsibility at an early age.
I wish they could have the advantages of the good schools we have here in Newton.
The differences in cultures.....
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