Silly New Year’s Traditions.

During my childhood, we would spend our Christmas and New Year’s over and my Grandmother’s down in Mexico. It was a shitty dirt town in Sonora where my main source of Entertainment was “See if the manual meat-grinder will grind this” and “Count the flies in the Outhouse.” 

Of course now it’s a bit more modernized with even a casino nearby, but back in the day, the biggest warehouse was the old Pepsi Factory. 

Back then, Unable to drink anything harder than “Sidra” or Sparkling Grape Juice,” (unless my aunts/uncles were feeling generous) I would always get amused by the elders in my tribe family running about and Doing their New Year’s traditions, hoping that this year, their luck was better than the last.

Some of the traditions were as follows:

  • Females would wear red undies around the house, to ensure that this year would be “passionate”. To me, they just looked like Supergirl since they wore the panties over their clothes. 
  • Eating 12 grapes. One at each stroke of midnight. ((It was even better when the grapes were marinated in alcohol previously.)) 
  • What made the grape-stuffing even more amusing, was that some of the more devout of traditionalists would do it flamingo-style! Standing on their left leg, holding a drink and poppin cherries grapes into their mouth. ((When all the fruit was eaten, they would then start the year with their right foot!))
  • Sweeping the front-door to “clean out the old”. Afterwards, they would throw coins out the door and sweep them inside the house to ensure prosperity. ((of course, all this did was bring back the dirt they swept out previously!))
  • Run around the house carrying a suitcase to ensure this year you will Travel. 
  • Making loud sounds to “scare away the evil.” And living with a family of Hunters, it wasn’t fireworks they were shooting in the air.

Sometimes the parties would last until 3 in the morning, which really sucked as our grandmother would ensure we followed her own favorite tradition. 8am Morning Mass. OTL