Latvia is my motherland. It is a land, where the voices of children always sound, where the freedom rules and the air is full of pleasant and quite spirit. The land of nation which daily sings the folksongs and dance the folkdances. “Singing I was born, singing I grew up, singing I lived my life...” – sing Latvians in their folksongs. No one takes their songs more seriously than the Latvians. Impartial observers have likened Latvia's choir competitions to Olympic events. Latvian folk songs reflect Latvia's cultural experiences and character, from celebrating nature, to young men cheerfully singing sad words as they leave their betrothed to go off to war.
Nothing could better explain Latvians as their traditions. Latvians are enthusiastic bread eaters, and in many homes, when cutting the first slice from a loaf of bread, the end is called a 'farmer's son'. Young women compete to eat this slice, so that they may marry a 'farmer's son' - someone who has their own home and farm. Another belief is that a loaf of bread should be sliced from the fatter end, in order for the eldest daughter to be the first to marry.…