Personal Ethnography

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I adjusted my cotton shamija one last time around my embroidered wool kapa on my head, tightening it to ensure it stayed in place throughout the cultural dance display. My silk shirt glued itself to my body due to the searing heat and overwhelming humidity. My brothers, sisters and I exchanged nervous glances, recapitulating the choreography together but silently in our heads. Our group name, Kud Zlatni Ljiljan (Golden Lily), was announced and together, hand in hand, we advanced on stage with gleaming smiles and hopeful eyes. We once were the children of war affected by ethnic cleansing in our alluring motherland of Bosnia and Herzegovina, but today, we are not only our parents’ pride, but our motherland’s. My folklore family and I immediately…show more content…
Our foolproof performance is the result of long, tiresome hours of practice. One mistake, such as an off-key step, required us to restart the entire dance when in a practice setting. The final performance did not give the luxury of restarting. Folklore taught me to work effortlessly to achieve the greatest final performance whether it was to receive an A in a class or to master a choreography. Our performances required intense teamwork and perseverance through long, tough practices. Folklore also taught me more about my roots and the importance of having a culture to indulge oneself in. I learned to be proud of who I am and to share my talents, my culture, and my beginnings to the world for them to learn from it for my country offers a culture that should not be “cleansed.” I now understand the intensity of the word refugee for I know what it is to be displaced to a new country with your family with absolutely nothing, requiring you to work exceptionally hard to meet your needs. My parents’ braveness of moving to a land across the Atlantic, leaving everything they had known behind to escape a war-torn country, taught me to not feel threatened of new

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