Lahu Traditional Dance by Lucy
We are summoned to the dance ground in a ceremony to promote the expedient recovery of the village's spiritual leader. The mood is far from somber. As the sky melts to black and the stars freckle the night, the children are the first to gather. They grab us by the hands, begging us to be swung in circles, unbothered to learn our names or ages.
The adults of the village emerge from their homes. Generations come together to dance, following a musician who plays a song on his flute and stomps in rhythm around a lit candle. I am dragged into the circle by my host sister, and I concentrate on her feet to learn the steps on the fly. The task is daunting - we are foreigners thrown into a community that has done these dances their whole lives. But with extended hands and forgiveness for our initial clumsiness, everyone is more than welcoming. In our Lahu attire, bathed in dim lighting, we fade into the scene.
-Lucy
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