“Buenos dias, Mama. Buenos dias, Papa. Buenos dias, Tia…”
Now she makes tortillas for breakfast. Afterward she will change her old running shoes for a pair of dress shoes and go into Totonicapan to do the shopping. Their arms crossed in front of them, the children bow slightly and greet each of the adults present, as is their tradition. “Buenos dias, Mama. Buenos dias, Papa. Buenos dias, Tia Rachel. Buenos dias, Tio Nefteli.” The adults return the greeting and Grandfather blesses them.
This tradition has been lost in many Guatemalan homes, but Grandmother makes sure it is observed by her family. Breakfast begins like every other meal, with Grandfather sitting near the fire saying grace. Grandfather was baptized and married as a Catholic. But his faith weakened over the years, and one day some particularly persuasive Jehovah’s Witnesses got his ear. Grandfather made up his mind then, and the family left one church for the other. Now Grandfather spends several hours every day reading the Bible and spreading God’s word.
8:00 After eating tortillas, eggs, and chili sauce and drinking a good cup of coffee, Tifo Nefteli bows, thanks his parents and sister, and leaves for work. He is a weaver and will spend the next eight hours at a large loom in a small, dimly lit adobe shack.