Carnival of Binche - Belgian

Hello! I am the Carnival of Binche, a very special festival that takes place in a town called Binche, in the country of Belgium. People observe me for three exciting days every year, right before a quiet time called Lent begins. My traditions are ancient, and the people of Binche have passed them down from parents to children for hundreds of years. I am a time for music, dancing, and unique costumes that you won’t see anywhere else in the world. My streets fill with energy and sound, marking a special moment in the year for the whole town.

My most famous participants are the Gilles. The Gilles are the heart of my celebration, and being one is a great honor. Not just anyone can be a Gille; it is a tradition only for men and boys who are from the town of Binche. On the final and most important day of my celebration, they transform themselves. They put on special costumes that are padded and colorful. On their feet, they wear noisy wooden shoes that clomp loudly on the cobblestone streets, making a unique rhythm for everyone to hear. For part of the day, they also wear wax masks with green glasses and small mustaches, making them all look mysterious and identical.

One of my most exciting traditions involves a gift of fruit! The Gilles carry big baskets woven from willow, and these baskets are filled with fresh, bright oranges. As they march in the parade, they toss these oranges into the crowds of people who have come to watch. It is not just a snack; it is considered very good luck to catch one of the oranges thrown by a Gille. Children and adults reach their hands up high, hoping to be the lucky person to catch one. The sight of all those oranges flying through the air brings smiles to everyone's faces and adds to the joyful feeling of the day.

My biggest and most spectacular day is the final day, which is known as Shrove Tuesday, or Mardi Gras. The morning begins with the Gilles gathering together. But it is in the afternoon that the most amazing sight appears. This is when the Gilles put on their magnificent hats. These hats are enormous, towering high above their heads and covered in hundreds of fluffy, white ostrich feathers that wave in the air as they walk. With their giant hats on, the Gilles march through the town to the steady beat of drums and lively music. This grand parade is the high point of my celebration.

My traditions are so special and well-preserved that in 2003, a very important group called UNESCO gave me a special title. They called me a “Masterpiece of the Oral and Intangible Heritage of Humanity.” That’s a long name, but it simply means that I am a living world treasure that should be protected and remembered forever. It recognizes that my music, costumes, and ceremonies are just as important as a famous old building or painting. The people of Binche are very proud to keep my unique traditions alive for new generations to enjoy, and they work hard every year to make my celebration unforgettable.