We've
been back twice to China for the new year. Each time the
firecrackers went off from dawn until midnight. Explosions came from
all around. The air was so smoky you could hardly see five feet in
front of you.
The story behind firecrackers on Chinese New Year is a
wonderful symbolic tale I think of often.
According to a legend which I've adapted just a tad,
there once lived a dragon. He came out of his cave once a year,
forced his way through the village gates and stole a child in his
thick, hairy hands--like a guest picking up a toothpick.
The
villagers were terrified of this dragon.
The village priest
suggested building the village walls higher. The dragon stomped over them as if they were wooden blocks.
The priest suggested an all-night bonfire. The dragon not only was unafraid, the fire lit the way for it to steal more children.
The priest suggested creating a fake dragon to scare it off. The dragon just laughed, and when he laughed he breathed fire, burning down many of the houses, stealing all the children from within.
The priest was at a loss. He decided, rather than have the dragon come into the village, he would put one child outside each year. That would ensure the safety of the houses and the remaining villagers. That year the priest chose a little girl. She stood outside in the cold, wanting to go back inside the village gates, wanting to be with her family, to play firecrackers with her brothers. She stuffed her hands in her pockets for warmth and discovered a few leftover firecrackers.
Suddenly, the earth shook. The dragon. As the dragon approached, she lit one of the firecrackers to remind herself one last time of her brothers. Kaboom. The dragon
jumped back on his haunches. She lit another. Kaboom. His scales turned bright yellow. She realized he was afraid of this little noise, and she lit all the firecrackers she had. Kaboom. Kaboom. The dragon turned and ran away, never to be seen
again.
I love this story, because we all have dragons: Dragons who
say you can't accomplish this or try that, dragons who breathe their
intimidating fires, dragons who make you afraid to follow your heart.
Imagine the sound of firecrackers-- Kaboom. Kaboom. Kaboom--and stand tall. Happy New Year.