This past weekend we attended the annual Folklorico Festival at EBH (the boys' school).
The boys have both been preparing for this for months now (one child a willing participant and the other not so much)...All of the grades spend the first few months of school dancing in PE classes for this festival. It's boy/girl dancing and very much a part of the Honduran culture. The kids who learn the dances well are selected to perform the dance in this annual festival. Jordan had a very difficult time accepting that this was part of his PE class and well, he sort of refused to participate. Everett on the other hand embraced it full on and danced with his little lady each week learning the dance steps and was really looking forward to the big show. Costumes were custom made, and then we had to purchase little leather "chanklas" (sandals), and a hat to wear. Everett's costume was white pants with a purple shirt, and a lime green sash which coordinated with his partner's dress. Our friends joked that Everett would be the first "Gringo" to perform in the Folklorico Festival. 
We were looking forward to watching our little star, and I think even Jordan (who had actually learned the dance) was thinking that maybe it wouldn't have been so bad to be a part of this tradition. All of the performers were to arrive at 7:00 AM so I took Everett early and saved seats for the rest of our family - Jacqueline was vising us so I figured they could have a chance to eat a bite before arriving and besides in Honduras nothing starts on time. The problem was that we didn't even know what time this thing was supposed to start! I asked several people what time it would start and got many different answers (8:00, 8:30, 9:00 etc.). I think we decided on 9:00 but around 8:15 I started to get nervous and called and told them to head on over. At 8:30 sharp the festival started and by 8:34 Everett's class was already finished! Jose arrived just minutes after Everett was done! We were so disappointed. I did manage to take somewhat of a video and of course he looked adorable in his costume but it just wasn't the same as being there! Oh well - lessons learned. I convinced them to come in and watch the rest of the show but by 11:15 everyone was beyond hungry and tired of sitting still for so long. The show still wasn't over but we decided to leave anyway. The dancing was entirely too long but it was actually pretty amazing. Each class performed - the girls dresses were very colorful and absolutely beautiful, and the boys were very handsome too. We also watched performances by the competitive team the school has - and they are always fun to watch. They are just awesome! 
Part of the tradition is for the older grades to build these awesome displays that the crowd will enjoy after the dancing. Each grade is assigned a city near to Comayagua. Then they (with the help of their parents of course) are responsible for building a structure to portray that city and they also prepare and sell food from that area. These were incredible! The students tending the booths were in costume and telling all about the food/history/culture etc. of their assigned area. We didn't stay to eat - but I did manage to take photos of all of them. 
