Carnival and Tradition in Dili


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.