A brief history on Día de la Muertos is that back in the time of the great explorers such as Christopher Columbus and the Spanish conquistadors they made a compromise. The Aztecs and Toltecs did not think death was the end of someone's life but a new lively second part where the party never ends, and the Spaniards view of death was traditional Catholic. Going further into this we look at two people -- Hernan Cortes(conquistador) and Montezuma II (Aztecs)-- they had a clash of cultures. While the indigenous celebrated their deceased the Spanish arrived and saw potential in the indigenous beings in how their Catholicism could spread through the people, so they looked at events held by the majority of the population. In looking through this, they saw Día de la Muertos and decided to change the duration and date of Día de la Muertos. When this holiday started it spread through the Americas and is known mainly for the face painting and big dresses in North America. In America today we find that Día de la Muertos is celebrated by the skull face paintings and the occasion to wear black or lively colors. In Mexico it is seen that marigolds are placed on the altar along with photos and different types of food for offerings to their loved deceased ones, there are all sorts of calaveras(skulls) scattered through the altar and around the towns/cities. At AHS we celebrated it by making an altar in our classroom and we got to choose someone who is dear or a celebrity who has fallen. For this I chose to make an obituary about The Notorious B.I.G. which is below. It talks about his life and how the world is sad for the lack of talent in today's rap.
Another project we did was the calavera poems which is where we got to think of a topic such as hobbies and sports. When we started, I did not know what to do for mine, so I looked at my favorite thing to do which was to mountain bike. I looked at what could be really funny, and a remote area and I ended up getting cold, so I decided to be in the desert because it is warm there. The poem is about a bicyclist who crashed and has been asking for help, but no one can hear him because of a remote desert.