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Personal Narrative Essay

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“Everybody, get your hands up!” cries Ankita, and to the counts of “5...6...7...8” we begin to dance.

I raise my arms and start to roll my shoulders up and down to the cadence of the dhol, a double-headed barrel drum. With eyes wide open and bright with excitement, I begin to power through a complex sequence of moves, releasing my energy with each jump and bouncing squat. I move across the polished wooden floor as my body naturally weaves through the stream of cheering bhangra dancers.

Gradually, I sense my balance starting to slip as each step becoming heavier. My determination struggles to overcome the growing weariness, and sweat trickles down the side of my face. I convince myself to persist and finish the dance routine, but then a sharp pain darts through my right leg. The next moment, I fall to the floor in pain. …show more content…

Ankita, captain of our New England Bhangra Club (NEBC), hurriedly fetches an ice pack and massages my thigh to relax the cramped muscles. She helps me slowly walk over to a nearby chair while the rest of the team takes a much-deserved break. All the girls gather around me with care and compassion to inquire about my injury and try to cheer me up by sharing similar anecdotes and humor. One of my teammates even makes everyone break out with laughter as she describes her embarrassing attempt to make cookies that instead turns into a recipe for jawbreakers. We lose ourselves in conversation, and they resume practicing while I rest and sip

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