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Friday, December 14, 2007

Posada

It is a Mexican Christmas Tradition that takes place December 16 to 24
This celebrations commemorate Mary and Joesphs cold and difficult journey from Nazareth to Bethlehem in search of shelter.

Posada in spanish means lodging for shelter.Each one of this nights before Christmas a party is held in a home in the neighborhood.There is plenty of food and drinks that are made in this tradition.The recipes of La Posada are Sopa de Albondigas,Festival Salad,Vegtable Tamale Pie,Tijuana Chicken,Baked Mexican Lasaguna,Warm Apple Empanadas,Champurado,Fruit Punch.And there is a pinata that has candys inside it and they sing a song for it.
When they go ask for lodging and shelter they sing a song and the people inside the house respond to them.

Asking for shelter:

En el nombre del cielo os pido posadapues no puede andarmi esposa amada.
No seas inhumano, tennos caridad, que el Dios de los cieloste lo premiará.
Ya se pueden iry no molestarporque si me enfadoos voy a apalear.
Don't be inhuman; Have mercy on us.The God of the heavenswill reward you for it.
You can go on nowand don't bother us,because if I become annoyedI'll give you a trashing.
Venimos rendidosdesde Nazaret, yo soy carpintero de nombre José.
No me importa el nombre,déjenme dormir,pues que yo les digoque nos hemos de abrir.
We are worn outcoming from Nazareth.I am a carpenter,Joseph by name.
I don't care about your name:Let me sleep,because I already told youwe shall not open up.
Posada te pide, amado casero, por sólo una noche la Reina del Cielo
Mi esposa es María, es Reina del Cieloy madre va a serdel Divino Verbo.
¿Eres ú José?¿Tu esposa es María?Entren, peregrinos,no los conocía.
My wife is MaryShe's the Queen of Heavenand she's going to be the motherof the Divine Word.
Are you Joseph?Your wife is Mary?Enter, pilgrims;I did not recognize you.
Dios pague, señores,vuestra caridad,y que os colme el cielo de felicidad



Answer from inside house:

Aquí no es mesón,sigan adelanteYo no debo abrir,no sea algún tunante
Ya se pueden iry no molestarporque si me enfadoos voy a apalearNo me importa el nombre,déjenme dormir,pues que yo les digoque nos hemos de abrir.
Pues si es una reinaquien lo solicita,¿cómo es que de nocheanda tan solita?
¿Eres ú José?¿Tu esposa es María?Entren, peregrinos,no los conocía.¡Dichosa la casaque alberga este díaa la Viren pura.la hermosa María!