The Tradition of La Rama

The hurricane season and Hanal Pixan are behind us, and with a newfound break from the heat it can only mean one thing: Christmas is upon us. That means it’s time to get together with my friends and get ready for La Rama. This time of year was so exciting back when I was a kid! We would meet at someone’s house and walk around town, pick a nice branch (the Rama) and some palms to go with it. We would paint the branch and decorate it with ornaments, balloons, and whatever else we could think of.

The tradition also included a small altar for the Virgen de Guadalupe, which we made out of a shoebox and decorated with sequins and flowers. Someone would be in charge of providing a candle to lead our pilgrimage. Standing and singing at someone’s porch would make me extremely nervous, which would then turn to laughter (up until my friends’ tugs and pulls would remind me to focus). It was of importance to gather money in our can. Upon arriving to the door, we would sing:

“I stand at the door and take my hat off
because in this house lives a gentleman.
A gentleman, a general lives here
and he gives us permission to begin:
Oranges and limes, limes and lemons…”

La Rama is a tradition we grew up with here in Yucatán (as well as in other Mexican states and Caribbean countries). If you go around town between December 1^t and 23, you’ll likely encounter a group of children at night visiting houses, parks, and markets singing this carol that ends by asking for a bit of cash. If received, the song concludes with:

“The Rama leaves grateful
as it was well received in this house”

If the opposite occurs, La Rama ends with:

“The Rama leaves with a heavy heart
as in this house we received nothing”

With this cash, kids can plan their traditional Christmas party or Posada as it is called here. These customs, besides being sweet, give us the opportunity to show our creative side, gather with different people from town, organize, and dive into adventure. Back when cellphones weren’t a thing (especially those who claim to be smarter than us), our imagination would run wild and lead us to carry our Rama around amongst laughter, songs, and the hope of securing the necessary earnings for our celebration. If you happen to bump into one of these groups, don’t forget to sing along, and help out these young entrepreneurs.

Editorial by Andrea Medina