April 1, 2012

His Home.

"Dad, we´ll go to the beach this week, right? It´s Semana Santa!" Sophie asks eagerly. "Vera wants to come, too!"

My daughter is already wearing a pink bikini and green flip plops, and is dragging a bag with beach toys on the bed.

"You have school all week, baby. We´ll do something on Easter, I promise."

"Dad! But today is Sunday! I´m bored."

"It´s impossible to be bored at 6:23 a.m., my love," I say, chuckling at her dramatic expression.

After five minutes of uninterrupted pouting, I cave and grab my cell.

"Alice? Yeah, no, no, everything´s fine. Can you open today? I´m taking Sophie and Vera to the zoo."

Semana Santa means Holy Week, and it´s the same as Easter (Ash Wednesday, Palm Sunday, Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday) But in my country (I´m really not sure about the rest of Latin America, but I guess it´s very similar) schools have vacations during this period. Think of it as having Spring Break during this week… and most people (religious or not) go to the beach, aside from going to church and not eating meat on specific days. So, this is what Sophie is talking about.