A Catastrophic and Comical Mix-Up


These two flags are not the same. Obviously.

It all started out like a normal day for us. Drop Edu off at school and then run some errands, go home, eat lunch with Patita, put Patita down for a nap, Patita wakes up, and we go pick up Edu.

This story really begins when I picked Edu up from school. I put the car in park, turn the flashers on, and surrender the drivers seat. Edu gets in and we take off towards our next destination. As always, I ask, “How was class?” Half interested and half wanting to know that we’re getting our tuition’s worth. Edu starts by saying that class was short—“Why short?” I ask immediately. After all, time is $ and I want to make sure that we’re getting what we pay (handsomely) for. Through broken laughter, Edu explains that they had class for about 45 minutes and the rest of the time he walked in the “Native Dress and Flag Parade”. What the what?

“I didn’t know you were going to be in a parade!” I blared. I said that, “Had we known, Patita and I would have come to watch.” That’s when Edu begins to explain that it wasn’t a normal experience but very peculiar indeed.

First, he deliberately hadn’t volunteered to carry the Spanish flag around campus but when the day came and there he was, the only Spaniard in the program, and with no flag in hand, well, they asked him more directly and he caved. That’s how nice he is. My good friend Sally would’ve said, “Hmm… sounds to me like a personal problem.” But alas, that’s not Edu. And that’s how he found himself walking around a university campus of 35,000 students with the Spanish Civil War (Read Dictator’s) Flag.

Totally serious.

For reasons yet to be uncovered, he was not given the actual or current Spanish flag, but the one from the National Party from the 1936-1939 Spanish Civil War and the subsequent dictatorship until 1975. He tried to hide it as best he could and even rolled it up when he was standing still so it couldn’t be seen.

Edu was worried about someone taking pictures and then posting them on Facebook and people in Spain seeing that he was representing Spain with this flag. The flag that he carried is a symbol of oppression and not one you would think you would be given for the “Native Dress and Flag Parade”. It does make for a good story though ; )


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