Beloved Colors

Posted: August 12, 2013 in Children, Life, Love, Mexico, Race, Society
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As a little girl growing up in East Los Angeles, I had joys that were not repeated after I moved to Pasadena.

These joys were strongly rooted in my Mexican heritage. Cinco de Mayo (May 5th) was not Mexican Independence Day.

It was the Mexican victory over the French during the Battle of Puebla. Every kid in Los Angeles knew that.

And every little girl wanted to dance in the folklorico dresses. Thankfully, I got the chance. But there are no photos of me. We moved a lot.

But this photo is accurate. Fanning with mariachi wholeheartedly playing was magical!

folklorico dancer

folklorico dancer

 

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