My Scottish Influenced My Life

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At a local Scottish Highland Games and Festival at Davis Park in Rockford, where I had found an interesting group of people. It was a Scottish action theater and stunt troupe giving a show. I was enamored with the group. I met members who invited to a practice. They were operating out of Rockford. The idea of acting as well as having an opportunity to engage in my own heritage; my paternal grandmother is Celtic, that is Scottish and Norman French. I spent the summer, going from Iowa to Ohio, wearing a kilt, playing with stage swords, and a Scottish accent that sounded more like Irish. It was all right, my maternal grandfather, who was my namesake was Irish. Like the patchwork of my varied life, my heritage was just as eclectic. My father is part German, French, and Scottish, with a sliver of Algonquin. My mother is part German and Irish. What…show more content…
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