Para este mes los amigos de Hispaliterario nos traen un concurso muy peculiar, a propósito de celebrarse el mes de Halloween y también que tenemos muy próximo el día de los muertos a principios de noviembre, que con respecto a esas dos fechas son celebradas de formas desiguales en las diferentes regiones y países, así mismo como hay otros que no celebran ninguna de ellas, pues eso depende de las tradiciones y costumbres que se han creado o se vayan creando en los diferentes países.
Carlitos era un niño que le gustaban muchos las guitarras y, poseía un abuelo que le echaba muchos cuentos de su bisabuelo que le gustaba cantar y fabricar guitarras, pero en la casa de su abuelo no había ninguna foto de su bisabuelo y el niño decía que quería conocerlo, se lo decía a todos en su casa, pero nadie tenía una foto del bisabuelo que pudiera complacer la curiosidad de Carlitos.
Un día sale de su casa y dice que va donde el abuelo, que no quedaba muy lejos de su casa, pero entonces decidió que él iba al cementerio para decirle a su bisabuelo que él lo quería conocer, pero el cementerio si quedaba un poco más retirado de su casa, pero como era temprano todavía el calculaba que cuando fuera a atardecer el ya estaría de regreso y se fue para el cementerio y busco la tumba de su bisabuelo, que si conocía el lugar porque él había ido con su abuelo y su papa, por lo tanto no le costó mucho encontrarla.
Pero al llegar a la tumba estaba tan cansado que se acostó sobre ella y se quedó dormido, entonces allí empezó a soñar que él había llegado a una gran ciudad con muchas luces, pero las personas eran como esqueletos, y se estaba anunciando un gran concierto de guitarras en un teatro muy bonito y el cantante principal el que todos esperaban era su bisabuelo, y toda esa celebración era porque se estaba conmemorando el día de los muertos
Carlitos en su sueño empezó a caminar para buscar el teatro que quedaba bastante retirado de donde se encontraba porque él quería conocer a su bisabuelo, cuando por fin llega al teatro no lo dejan pasar porque es un niño que lo consideran de otro planeta, y el empieza a explicarles que el cantante principal es su bisabuelo.
Estando en esa discusión para que lo dejen entrar, ve que viene una banda y es dirigida por su bisabuela, una figura esquelética alta que se movía con mucha agilidad, cuando observa los integrantes de la banda, estaban el hermano de su bisabuelo, la hermana de su bisabuela e incluso hermanos de su abuelo, que ya habían fallecido.
Todo ese grupo que formaban la banda se dirigían al teatro para acompañar al bisabuelo en su concierto que daría en el teatro, ya que él era la figura principal y que lo aclamaban todos los asistentes que se agolpaban para entrar, pero era tanta la multitud que el desplazamiento se hacía muy lento.
De repente entre ese grupo de personas que formaban la banda ve a un niño, que fue su amigo, pero había tenido un accidente donde falleció, el ver a ese niño le entro a Carlitos una gran alegría, porque el decía que ese amiguito se había marchado y no se había despedido de él, ya que eran tan amigos y se frecuentaban para realizar juegos.
Busco acercarse al niño y, este con su forma esquelética trato de darle la mano, pero se dio cuenta que él no lo podía agarrar, porque cuando trató de apretar su mano no la sentía, entonces le pregunto qué hacia el en la banda porque solo era un niño y esa banda era de adultos.
En eso estaba cuando de repente se escucha una gran algarabía, y cuando voltea se da cuenta que viene un personaje escoltado a los lados con músicos que portaban trompetas y vestidos de forma especial, pero el personaje en el centro casi parecía un rey por la forma como iba vestido, pero llevaba una bellísima guitarra, y entonces la gente empezó a vociferarlo, por lo cual Carlitos se dio cuente que ese era su bisabuelo que estaba siendo aclamado y aplaudido.
De repente Carlitos se despertó y se dio cuenta que estaba en el cementerio y como ya estaba oscureciendo, se paró rápidamente de la tumba y se fue corriendo a su casa.
Quiero aprovechar la oportunidad para invitar a los amigos @zuly63 y @daniel2001 a participar en el concurso.
English
For this month the friends of Hispaliterario bring us a very peculiar contest, about celebrating the month of Halloween and also that we have very close the day of the dead in early November, that with respect to these two dates are celebrated in different ways in different regions and countries, as well as there are others who do not celebrate any of them, as it depends on the traditions and customs that have been created or will be created in different countries.
Carlitos was a boy who loved guitars and had a grandfather who told him many stories about his great-grandfather who liked to sing and make guitars, but in his grandfather's house there was no picture of his great-grandfather and the boy said he wanted to meet him, he told everyone at home, but no one had a picture of his great-grandfather that could satisfy Carlitos' curiosity.
One day he left his house and said he was going to his grandfather's, which was not very far from his house, but then he decided that he was going to the cemetery to tell his great-grandfather that he wanted to meet him, but the cemetery was a little far from his house, but since it was still early he figured that when it was dusk he would be back and he went to the cemetery and looked for his great-grandfather's grave, he knew the place because he had gone with his grandfather and his father, so it did not take him long to find it.
But when he got to the grave he was so tired that he lay down on it and fell asleep, then there he began to dream that he had arrived to a big city with many lights, but the people were like skeletons, and a great guitar concert was being announced in a very nice theater and the main singer that everyone was waiting for was his great-grandfather, and all that celebration was because the day of the dead was being commemorated.
Carlitos in his dream began to walk to look for the theater that was quite far from where he was because he wanted to meet his great-grandfather, when he finally arrives at the theater they do not let him pass because he is a child that they consider him from another planet, and he begins to explain that the main singer is his great-grandfather.
Being in that discussion to let him in, he sees that a band is coming and is led by his great-grandmother, a tall skeletal figure that moved with great agility, when he observes the members of the band, there were the brother of his great-grandfather, his great-grandmother's sister and even brothers of his grandfather, who had already died.
The whole group that formed the band was going to the theater to accompany the great-grandfather in his concert that he would give in the theater, since he was the main figure and he was acclaimed by all the attendees who crowded to enter, but the crowd was so large that the movement was very slow.
Suddenly, among that group of people that formed the band, he saw a boy, who was his friend, but he had had an accident where he died, seeing that boy made Carlitos very happy, because he said that that little friend had left and had not said goodbye to him, since they were so close and frequented each other to play games.
He tried to approach the boy and, with his skeletal form, he tried to shake his hand, but he realized that he could not grab it, because when he tried to squeeze his hand he did not feel it, then he asked him what he was doing in the band because he was only a child and that band was for adults.
He was in the middle of the band when suddenly he heard a great noise, and when he turned around he realized that there was a character escorted to the sides with musicians carrying trumpets and dressed in a special way, but the character in the center almost looked like a king because of the way he was dressed, but he was carrying a beautiful guitar, and then people started to shout at him, so Carlitos realized that it was his great grandfather who was being acclaimed and applauded.
Suddenly Carlitos woke up and realized that he was in the cemetery and as it was getting dark, he quickly got up from the grave and ran home.
I would like to take this opportunity to invite friends @zuly63 and @daniel2001 to participate in the contest.
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Buena historia, me recuerda mucho a la película Coco. ¿Está inspirada en ella?
Si la verdad que me inspire en la película la abuela coco, gracias por comentar.
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Hay Carlitos y sus sueños… ¿Dormirías de noche en un cementerio o en una iglesia?. Suerte, yo estoy publicando después de usted. Nos seguimos leyendo.
Muy bien, gracias por pasar por aquí y comentar @amigoponc
Un sueño que no deja de ser tierno por el reencuentro con el abuelo y un relato que por su atmósfera no deja de tener su horror.