Phoenix Reading Program Culture and Reading
Cultural self-cultivation, reading sensibly, the more the merrier
When you think of Cuba, do you think of colorful vintage cars, a refreshing Mojito, or Hemingway's tavern, Che Guevara's head? In addition to this, Cuba is also the birthplace of many Latin dances, and its salsa is world-famous. This is not only because the level of dance in Cubans is second to none, but also because the dance is very popular and popular in the local area.
For Cubans, dancing is as important as eating and sleeping, down to three-year-olds, up to 80-year-old grandmothers, and when the music is played, everyone can jump out of their original greasy or bulky, or sad or poor shells and dance. The breath of joy burst out from every cell of their bodies, sprinkled with love for themselves and faith in life.
In Cuba, bungee is called "Fiesta" (Fiesta originally meant festivals, gatherings, and here refers to gatherings in dance halls every weekend or festival night). This is a very important cultural event in Cuba, and probably a stranger on the road, the first sentence asks "How are you?" The second sentence will ask, "Are you going to Fiesta?" "Maybe Cubans are willing to save money for meals, and they must also spend money to dance." Regardless of age, regardless of occupation, in Cuba, all people, will go to Fiesta.
The "first look at the way forward" attempted
I've long heard of The Fiesta culture in Cuba, and I've always wanted to get a taste of it. When I first arrived in the Cuban countryside, I just thought that the people here were "facing the loess with their backs to the sky", and the sparse wooden houses were scattered along the muddy paths in the countryside, lining the banana trees next to them more and more tall and burly. Men and women are also "ragged": some are barefoot, with thick cocoons on their heels, some wear a pair of worn-out flip-flops, and bright nail polish jumps out of their gray skin. It's hard for me to connect the people in front of me with the red men and women in the dance hall.
One weekend, my Cuban colleague Louis asked me if I wanted to go to the ballroom at night, and I agreed with curiosity.
"Okay, I know it can't be too early, so we'll see you at 10 o'clock in the evening."
Louis had a look of surprise on his face, but didn't say anything.
"Okay, then I'll pick you up at 9."
At 9 o'clock in the evening, Louis did come pushing a typical "Cuban luxury car": a 28-inch large beam bicycle with no brakes, no basket, no saddles, and no ladders. I really don't mean to say "Cuban luxury car" is really not ironic, it is such a second-hand bicycle, but also costs the working class Louis 3 months' salary. Louis pointed to the beam and motioned for me to sit up.
I have deep doubts about my ability to balance, and the last time I sat on the beam was as a child. Louis said that the nearest dance hall is also a "20-minute drive", Cuba is in the rainy season, the roads are full of puddles, which is the best mode of transportation. With that said, Louis started the "luxury car", and I gritted my teeth and jumped on the beam.
Whether it is black, white, yellow and brown, or tall, fat and thin, each lady shows her figure at a glance.
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