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Iraqi boy’s dream of becoming dancer defied threats, borders

In this Thursday, April 16, 2015 photo, Adil Faraj rehearses his solo dance and on-stage debut at the Amman Contemporary Dance Festival in Amman, Jordan. After Faraj taught himself dance in the chaos of post-2003 Iraq, facing public discrimination, police brutality and social stigma, he was discovered by the Manhattan-based Battery Dance Company and brought to Jordan to train professionally and perform for the first time on stage. (AP Photo/Sam McNeil)
In this Thursday, April 16, 2015 photo, Adil Faraj rehearses his solo dance and on-stage debut at the Amman Contemporary Dance Festival in Amman, Jordan. After Faraj taught himself dance in the chaos of post-2003 Iraq, facing public discrimination, police brutality and social stigma, he was discovered by the Manhattan-based Battery Dance Company and brought to Jordan to train professionally and perform for the first time on stage. (AP Photo/Sam McNeil) In this Thursday, April 16, 2015 photo, Adil Faraj rehearses his solo dance and on-stage debut at the Amman Contemporary Dance Festival in Amman, Jordan. After Faraj taught himself dance in the chaos of post-2003 Iraq, facing public discrimination, police brutality and social stigma, he was discovered by the Manhattan-based Battery Dance Company and brought to Jordan to train professionally and perform for the first time on stage. (AP Photo/Sam McNeil)

AMMAN, Jordan (AP) – As a boy in pre-war Baghdad, Adil Faraj dreamed of becoming a dancer, inspired by a Michael Jackson performance he watched on DVD.

For over a decade, he pursued his passion despite daunting challenges and harassment by strangers and police. He taught himself by moving to dance videos in his cramped family home – hiding from a conservative society scornful of the art form and from the chaos that engulfed Iraq after the U.S.-led invasion in 2003.

Last weekend, the sweat and tears paid off when the now 22-year-old performed on stage for the first time, to a packed house at the Amman Contemporary Dance Festival in the Jordanian capital.

After his solo – machine-like moves to the haunting Gary Jules’ song “Mad Word” mixed with break dancing – the audience erupted in applause, and Faraj raised his fists triumphantly before bowing.

“I felt tremendous joy,” he said, his chiseled frame sweaty after the dance. “It is like a dream.”