Father’s Day is more quiet in Mexico than Mother’s Day. I believe this has to do with the Catholic traditions revolving around the Virgin Mary. Because of those traditions, and because of strong cultural values, the mother has a powerful role to play. The father is simultaneously seen as the head of the house and the less venerated parent. One of those logical contradictions that every culture has to some degree.
This Father’s Day, two families in our Camp Amos community are preparing for new members. Fere and Isis are having a son, and Jhonatan and Angelita are having another daughter. We’re very excited to meet the new members of our community!
If you want to read more about Father’s Day and the associated gender roles in Southern Mexico, check out my post from last year:
Día del Padre
Happy Father’s Day to all those taking a father’s role in a child’s life! Whether you’re a biological father, an adoptive father, or even a mentor, this day is to celebrate you. So thank you all for all you do. The world needs more of you.
I taught Sunday School for Father’s Day, so I taught the kids about Father Abraham. I had them draw pictures of what they were grateful for, with the stipulation that it had to have something to do with their fathers if they have fathers, and here’s what Javi (who doesn’t know his dad) decided to do:
One of those people is supposed to be Miguel, one of his house parents, and another is supposed to be me! … And the thing that looks like a toilet is actually his bed. The TP is his pillow.
Happy belated Father’s Day!