Easter Saturday Kites

Flying kites, called Chichiguas, in Dominican Republic is an Easter Saturday Tradition. Kite flying represents hope and we all could use lots of hope during this crisis.

Usually, the parks are full of people flying their paper or plastic kites. This year because of, what I call, the Big C (COVID-19 or Coronavirus) people have to stay home after the 5PM curfew. Life in the time of COVID-19 is not always easy.

The curfew did not stop the people, both young and old, from flying their kites. In the city people fly their chichiguas from their rooftops. Especially now when no one is permitted outside after 5 the humans were spotted everywhere on their roofs flying their kites.

The view from my balcony looking at the young men on top of their roof flying their plastic kite. I could hear it as it floated on the breeze above me.

Young men on their rooftop flying their Easter Saturday kite/chichigua in Los Molinos Villa Duarte.

Young men on their rooftop flying their Easter Saturday kite/chichigua in Los Molinos Villa Duarte.

There were kites dotting the dusk sky looking out my kitchen window towards the Plaza Monumento a la Caña in Villa Duarte.

Kites/ Chichiguas dot the sky on Easter Saturday at dusk  in Los Molinos Villa Duarte looking towards the Plaza Monumento a la Caña.

Kites/ Chichiguas dot the sky on Easter Saturday at dusk in Los Molinos Villa Duarte looking towards the Plaza Monumento a la Caña.

Easter Saturday flying kites/chichiguas in Los Molinos Villa Duarte looking towards the Plaza Monumento a la Caña.

Easter Saturday flying kites/chichiguas in Los Molinos Villa Duarte looking towards the Plaza Monumento a la Caña.

Easter Saturday flying kites/chichiguas in Los Molinos Villa Duarte looking towards the Plaza Monumento a la Caña.

Easter Saturday flying kites/chichiguas in Los Molinos Villa Duarte looking towards the Plaza Monumento a la Caña.

The video (sorry the quality is not that good, my cellphone is really old and the image quality is not that great) is the view from my kitchen window. There were kites flying everywhere. The birds, I think they’re something like barn swallows, were squawking bedding down in the palm fronds. The kites were flying all around from people on their rooftops since no one is permitted in the parks and streets. Life in the time of COVID-19.

How Dominicans celebrate Semana Santa.


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