Today’s afternoon was a relaxing one. Carnival happened
today in Dili. I saw kids, teens, and adults taking photos, watching musical
performances; they did social interaction by looking, talking, and laughing to
one another. This is a sort of life aspect that we expect to happen more often in
where we live. In the city like Dili where majority of the population is young,
such an event is magnet.
Despite many such events had been organized before, I had
never attended one until today. I did not know this time event’s theme, but my
attention was drawn to the environmental and natural presentations. For the
natural aspect, trucks were decorated replicating natural landscape and figure
of animals. Some looked pretty heavy though as I saw a truck coated with soils molded
looking like paddy fields. Another was made out of large three leaves that looked
unorganized, yet it was representative to the message it carries. Other than
natural, recycled materials were also seen pretty much everywhere.
I did not appear in the parade crowd. It is because the
weather was freaking hot along the route. The heat would peel my skin a few inches
down to my flesh. Hence, I just headed to the stop point where a music stage
has been set up. Music is a thing that I always look for at any entertainment event.
There was a pretty good band playing a song ‘Underneath It All’ by No Doubt.
Good looking kids were so photogenic. They wore traditional clothes and accessories. This is something that we should always keep it real and forever in developing our society. Do not ever try to import everything and proud of it for the sake of modernization. We will never have our own thing if we do so. In the current modern world, distinctiveness becomes very expensive to retain. That is because the power of globalization is outrun localization.
I kind of like carnival type of event to present our culture
to others. Although I only saw a few foreigners today, it has a prospect to
attract more in the future if we keep our thing real, and original. I believe,
someday, when middle income people in the other side of the world have seen
something twice, they would decide to go somewhere to see something new; that new
thing might be in East Timor.
**I Hope this gives you an inspiration.