miércoles, 27 de noviembre de 2019

The Traditional Bullfight, by Ericka Boeger

Going to a bullfight was the most memorable event I have attended in Sevilla. I was nervous before going because I did not know what to expect. All I knew was that it was a "very cultural" event and that the bull died in the end. I didn't truly understand how the bull died or why the Spaniards I had spoken to called it beautiful.
The beauty started outside in the Plaza de Toros. Everyone was very elegantly dressed – women in skirts or dresses and men in suits. Children were dressed up in collared shirts and nice pants. There were also many families in attendance.
We went to our seats, which were right next to the band. The music was playing very loudly and cheerfully. The people around us were eating sunflower seeds and drinking beers.
During certain moments of the match, the crowd would chant in unison or "boo" at the same time. I assumed the chanting occurred when the bullfighter got the bull to dance properly or when the bull made close contact with the bullfighter. One of the most memorable moments was when one of the bulls finally collapsed to the ground, everyone in the stadium was standing, cheering, and waving white handkerchiefs in the air. We assumed that the waving of this white handkerchief was to honor the bull. At first, I was very sad for the bull; however, I could realize the pride the Spaniards had from the event. I could tell that the crowd favored this bullfighter because he walked around the ring for 10 minutes after the fight had ended – the fans were cheering, chanting, and throwing flowers into the ring. He was even blowing kisses to people in the crowd – definitely a fan favorite.
One of the most fascinating parts of the bullfight was when the bullfighter cut the ear off of the bull after its death and threw it into the crowd. Everyone wanted this bloody bull ear... and to this day I still do not understand why.
Sitting in the crowd and watching, I could tell how important this meant to everyone in attendance and could understand the strong Spanish tradition. I could feel the intense emotions of exhilaration and honor of those sitting near me.
I love how they honored the bull after every fight. I appreciated this more than the slaughterhouses of the United States.


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