A new mural in downtown El Paso has popped up depicting the old school game Chinchilagua and it’s giving me all sorts of nostalgic feels from my childhood.

A new mural depicting the Mexican game Chinchilagua has popped up on the corner of Oregon and Father Rahm – near Sacred Heart Church in downtown El Paso created by artist Aka Mask. This mural immediately brought up all sorts of memories for me because we used to play this game all the time as kids and it’s probably why I low-key have back issues to this day.

I grew up in Los Angeles but every summer we would head to El Paso to spend our vacation with our family. Back in the day during the long summer days, we spent our waking hours playing at the park or venturing downtown hitting up the Kress store, exploring and playing games such as Chinchilagua.

Chinchilagua is a back-breaking game that originated in Mexico and it pretty much was an extreme sport for neighborhood kids. To be honest no one really knows what the word means but the game consisted of 2 teams.

One team would arrange themselves beginning with one person (or pillow) up against a wall while the rest of the teammates would create a human balance beam by bending over at the waist and interlocking their arms and hands around their teammate’s legs and ducking their heads. Once the line was formed the second team would stand in line, each taking a turn by running up to take a huge jump onto the backs of the formed chain or burro, kind of like leapfrog. Before each jump every kid would yell out:


This translates to, "Chinchilagua here I go - if the donkey breaks I won’t lose". The goal of the jumping team was to not fall while the goal of the bent-over team was to hold steady as the opposing team jumped on top of their backs and if the chain broke well then you’d lose and the other team got a chance to do the same.

Sounds back-breaking doesn’t it? While it may sound extreme and dangerous it was actually so much fun. We would play this game over and over during our summer nights in El Paso. I was usually the youngest of the group so most of the time I would be the pillow up against the wall. Although being the header to the burro also meant getting the full thrust of your team pushing forward into your stomach as you tried your best to not get the wind knocked out of you each time a player took their turn jumping.

This game not only kept us physically active it also brought us together as friends laughing, getting our knees scraped as we fell to the floor when the chain broke.

That mural reminded me of how grateful I am that I got to be part of a generation that played outside with such revelry, where imagination ruled and bonds were made. Thanks, Aka Mask for capturing such a wonderful childhood memory – it gave me all the feels.