White dresses and sailor suits
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; And in Spain there is a time for nearly everything. A time to put away the winter clothes, A time to get the summer house ready and, of course, A time for First Communion. Last week, in Cieza, my school was closed on Monday and Tuesday. On Wednesday I asked my charges about the days off. Young or old the answer was as one; Communion. My students had worn the dress, eaten the cake, handed over the gift or taken the vows dependant on where they fitted within the cycle. Driving in to town today there was an item on the local radio to say that Communion season was about to kick off in Pinoso. What follows is, more or less, a translation of the article that formed the basis for the radio piece. This year 46 boys and girls will celebrate their First Communion in Pinoso. This weekend, here in Pinos...