Showing posts with label Mardi Gras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mardi Gras. Show all posts

Monday, January 22, 2018

SIR, PLEASE, STEP BEHIND THE LINE

I love the carnival season leading up to Mardi Gras. I enjoy seeing the float designs. I love watching the excitement on parade-goers' faces. The marching bands can liven up a crowd while staying in step and sometimes dancing while performing their much-rehearsed songs.

The way I approach parades has changed as the years have passed. As a child, I would try to catch everything to bring home. Now, in my fifties, I bring a chair to sit and watch. I occasionally stand to catch whatever the revelers on the floats are throwing, but now I give them to any child around. The children love to get these. You can see the excitement on their faces when they receive these beads are trinkets. Seeing their excitement brings a smile to my face.

A few years ago, I went to a carnival parade with some friends. We were standing along the parade route watching as a marching band was approaching. Marching bands have chaperones to ensure the band has enough space on the street, so no one gets hurt.

I was standing behind the white line next to the curb as the chaperone approached. She informed me I had to get behind the white line. As I looked down, my feet were already behind the line.  I said, “I am already behind the line.’” She then informed me my belly was not.  

 My friends thought this was hilarious and still teased me about this. I laughed, as well. It takes much more than that to embarrass me.

The problem was right there in front of me. I did not notice it because I was not paying attention to all of the details. I watched to ensure my feet were behind the line but failed to see that I still crossed the line with my fat belly. How often do we cross lines which we are not even aware we have crossed?

Several years ago, I was unaware of a line I crossed because of a term I used. I thought it was the proper term but was told it was offensive. Now, I am not politically correct but do not want to offend anyone. As Christians, we are called to love not to offend. I no longer use the term except in the proper context.

Sometimes we focus on what we are doing but forget the people around us. Those people matter. How you respond to people matters. Sometimes we do not recognize when we cross lines in our relationships. I ask adults to wait until I finish with the child when they interrupt. I also ask children to wait if they interrupt when I am speaking with an adult. We must treat all people with love and respect.

In business, lines can sometimes get crossed. We focus on the one area of business for which we are responsible but disregard how it affects other departments. It is not intentional, most of the time. We need to make an effort to keep the big picture in mind.   

Traffic can result in people crossing lines. They seem to become other people. An example is a sweet church lady giving the finger to the person who cuts her off. She crosses a line to become something because of an emotional situation.

We need to focus on the big picture. We must know our role in it. We must not think everything revolves around us.  There are many lines in this world. We, ourselves, may sometimes be “out of the box” in the eyes of others, but we must never cross the line.



Monday, February 13, 2017

Carnival and Mardi Gras


Carnival has arrived. The weather has started getting cooler but is still unpredictable. Crawfish is back in season. Parades, marching clubs, and King Cakes will continue until Mardi Gras day, also known a Fat Tuesday. 

Not everyone loves Carnival or Mardi Gras. Many locals plan annual vacations to get away from the craziness, but I am not one of those people. This is my favorite time of the year. 

This weekend, I went to four parades. I love the beautiful artwork on the floats, the marching bands playing music and dancing, the creative costumes, and watching the people all around me. Every parade is a new adventure. Nothing is ever the same. You may see some of the same floats and bands, but the people around you make the biggest difference. 

It is a time to relax. Some people barbecue, some have crawfish boils, some play music, some just hang out with friends. Yesterday, I brought my wife to the parades. She is not a big fan as I am. We ate po’boys, a local favorite sandwich. I had one with roast beef while she enjoyed one with shrimp. We enjoyed some Big Shot sodas, another local staple.

Mardi Gras has a reputation of women exposing themselves for beads. That is something mainly done by tourists on Bourbon Street in the French Quarter, but I choose not to go there at this time of year. In fact, I do not recall seeing this at any parade I have attended in the 40+ years I have attended. Most parades are family friendly. 

I have met remarkable great people at parades. My wife thinks I have the words "Talk to me" written on my forehead that others can see. People I have never met, and not just at parades, start conversations with me. This is one of my favorite parts of Carnival. I enjoy interacting with people that I would never meet on any other occasion. You never know someone until you talk to him or her. It is surprising what you can learn from people by just sitting next to them and saying hello. 

Getting a "good spot" requires getting to the parade route early. Sometimes we sit and wait for a couple of hours. It is a good time to talk to those that are with you, but also to meet new people. 

Watching people is one of my favorite things. There are so many things to see before the parades even arrive. Some people dance to the music someone is playing, some throw footballs, or Frisbees, some are in costume, and some just sit and watch. There is no shortage of entertainment before the parade starts. 

Not everyone can enjoy Mardi Gras or carnival in New Orleans, but we can all take a moment to step back and relax. We have responsibilities, but we also have to take a break, even if for a moment. Life is too short to stay stressed. Enjoy life. Meet new people, Do something new. As we say here, "Laissez le bon temp rouler" meaning, Let the good times roll.