Saturday, May 9, 2009
Our country, the Philippines has many traditions. one of them is the Santacruzan which is celebrated every May. Different cities has different ways of celebrating the Santacruzan. Santacruzan, by the way is the reenactment of the search of different queens and other people from different walks of life, for the cross where Jesus died. And I am so glad and so thankful to be chosen as one of the Queens. I played as "Reyna Caridad." Reyna Caridad signifies charity and she carries a big heart. The experience was so great and I am so happy because my family was very supportive.
I was wearing a red gown, I designed it myself hehe. The gown wasn't new cause I already wore it for my Prom and for my 18th birthday. My Mom and I went to the Salon and had my hair and make-up done. I was nervous because I thought the Santacruzan will be cancelled because it was raining. The make-up artist and the other hairstylist in the Salon wwere teasing me because how can we continue with the procession with the rain pouring very hard outside? But thankfully after an hour and a half at the salon, the rain stopped and the sun appeared. So we went to church and waited for the others.
the procession, which is called Sagala, started at exactly 4pm. I was the third in line and I was so touched and flattered because as I was walking or parading, people were watching and they were shouting and telling each other "Ang ganda nung naka-pula!"(The one in red is beautiful!). People were also asking me to stop and smile because they will take my picture. I am just so flattered because I used to be invisible to them. The funny thing is every time a guy would take my piicture, my brother would stand beside me and it is as if he will eat that guy alive. hahaha.
The only problem was that while i was walking(with a five-inch high sandals), i looked at my feet and took out something which i thought was just dirt stucked to my left foot. It was too late when i realized that it was my skin! I just took it out that easy and saw that it was already bleeding. The thing is, we were still half way through with the entire procession. My foot was bleeding, I was covered with sweat, and my foot was really aching but I still have to smile and project and walk as if nothing is wrong. My mom kept asking me if I was alright and I keep telling her that I am. Thankfully I made it back to the Church eventhough my foot was aching like hell. It was only then did I tell my mom and showed her what happened to my foot. I can't forget the look in her face when she saw the wound.
The wound is still fresh and because of it I can't wear my slippers and I am scared to wash my feet because everytime a drop of water will touch it, it would hurt soooooo much.
Hahaha. After feeling beautiful this is what I get. hahaha.
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