Easter time reminds me when my family and I used to have a religious celebration.  In my father's town the people have strong traditions about this special celebration.  They start with Wednesday's ashes where people in the church cover the holy statues with purple clothes.  Catholics receive from a priest the ashes as a symbol when Jesus Christ spent 40 days in the desert.  Every Friday catholic community doesn't eat meat and for the rest of the holy week too.  The "Palm Sunday" is when the people wave blessed palms in a religious cetremony.
On "Holy Thursday" people gather together in the church and man who represents Jesus Christ washes and kisses people's feet who represent the apostles in the ceremony.  Suddenly the persons who represent the "Pharisees" come to arrest Jesus.
On "Good Friday" the people reenact Jesus' trial.  Then they procced to the way of the cross.  Jesus is beaten by the Pharisees and consequently he is crucified on the hills of the town.
The next day the families gather and prepare meals.  At noon they say that "The Glory is Open" , and people at the church uncover the holy statues.
Children and young people start to play with buckets of water until they get wet and adults spend good time.
On "Easter Sunday" people go to the church because this day represents Jesus rebirth.  This a very important celebration because it marks a renewal for the catholic community.
I don't have any relatives here, so it is difficult to preserve those traditions here, but I happily remember them.
I tell them to my children in order that to teach them, so that they won't forget our roots.