Cameroon was big on parades. My small town would have a parade for Youth Day, Women’s Day, Teacher’s Day, National Day and Labor Day.
On Youth Day, Labor Day, National Day and Teacher’s Day, the relevant groups would march in groups according to whatever civic organizations they belonged to (schools, clubs, workplaces, etc.)
Clubs are a big deal in Cameroon, and most people belong to at least a couple of clubs. I belonged to a teacher’s club, a women’s club, and would sown times go to the English Speaker’s club. These clubs provide a social outlet, raise awareness for various causes, and usually have some sort of group savings system that serves as a bit of a financial safety net.
Usually at parades, marching groups would wear clothes made out of matching fabric. There is also “official fabric” issued for Women’s Day, Labor Day, Teachers Day (usually in your choice of two colors). Each year’s fabric is a big deal- it’s hotly anticipated, much discussed and sells out fast. Slow pokes have to make do with knock-off fabric from Nigeria. Most people wear the fabric if they can afford it. Part of the fun is seeing the outfits people (and their tailors) put together.
Parades would be held in the local soccer stadium. Politicians and traditional leaders would watch from the stands, along with local VIPs, while the crowd watched from the perimeter. Throwing candy wasn’t a thing, but kids might ask you for candy after. After the parades, most groups would have their own private celebrations.
Labor Day was my favorite. Everyone would march according to their occupation. Even the street vendors and kids who sell jerry cans of water would proudly march in matching tee-shirts. Most would carry the tools of their trade or something symbolic of their work. The grand finale was the parading of minibuses from the local transit company, followed by a massive showing of the town’s motorcycle taxi driver.