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Tradition; tra-di-tion.
The transmission of customs or beliefs from generation to generation, or the fact of being passed on in this way. An unwritten law. A practice built into the fabric of a society.
All cultures and groups have their own tradition. For example: When a Westerner shakes hands with a friend or an acquaintance versus how someone from Portugal may find it better suited to kiss friends on each cheek twice.
Your community’s tradition is simply an unwritten law. Something that must happen. If it doesn’t, it’s scene as obscene. If it is broken, you will be the outcast.
At Camp Half-Blood, home of the Greek demigods, tradition includes things such as capture the flag. Or more commonly: a bonfire. There’s always a fire lit but to be told that you’ll all be gathering together for a night around the fire is more special. A time to socialize and relax. To enjoy the company of those you already know and love, or to meet those in who you’ve never thought to talk to before.
Such a bonfire had been planned a week ahead of time in the camp. Today was finally the day. It was relaxing, the rising sun was bright outside and the energy was.. well, the same as usual around camp. It was first thing in the morning which meant cabin checks and breakfast. The demigods from each cabin would, as usual, start with their individual traditions. The way they started their day off. Whether it be exercise, cabin counselor work, or trying to sleep in a bit longer. They’d get right to it.
[/div][/div][/div][div class=credit]credits RI.a [/div][div class=overlay]Tradition. Part 1.[/div][div class=tags] Arrt Saunders RosateNena ModernRanger Lurker Abendrot [/div]
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Tradition; tra-di-tion.
The transmission of customs or beliefs from generation to generation, or the fact of being passed on in this way. An unwritten law. A practice built into the fabric of a society.
All cultures and groups have their own tradition. For example: When a Westerner shakes hands with a friend or an acquaintance versus how someone from Portugal may find it better suited to kiss friends on each cheek twice.
Your community’s tradition is simply an unwritten law. Something that must happen. If it doesn’t, it’s scene as obscene. If it is broken, you will be the outcast.
At Camp Half-Blood, home of the Greek demigods, tradition includes things such as capture the flag. Or more commonly: a bonfire. There’s always a fire lit but to be told that you’ll all be gathering together for a night around the fire is more special. A time to socialize and relax. To enjoy the company of those you already know and love, or to meet those in who you’ve never thought to talk to before.
Such a bonfire had been planned a week ahead of time in the camp. Today was finally the day. It was relaxing, the rising sun was bright outside and the energy was.. well, the same as usual around camp. It was first thing in the morning which meant cabin checks and breakfast. The demigods from each cabin would, as usual, start with their individual traditions. The way they started their day off. Whether it be exercise, cabin counselor work, or trying to sleep in a bit longer. They’d get right to it.
[/div][/div][/div][div class=credit]credits RI.a [/div][div class=overlay]Tradition. Part 1.[/div][div class=tags] Arrt Saunders RosateNena ModernRanger Lurker Abendrot [/div]