Self had never seen anything quite like it in her entire life: Down Lacson Street this evening were a parade of giant puppets wielded by groups of schoolchildren. A cousin explained that each puppet was the project of one class. The whimsy, the creativity were simply spectacular!
Here are a few examples:
The parade was just so incredibly fun!
Prizes went to the most creative puppets.
The street felt completely different from midnight Saturday, when self went walking (actually, inching along would be more like it) and was overwhelmed by the crush of bodies and the contact with a thoughtless man’s glowing cigarette. Now, this Sunday night, it really did feel like a festival.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.