For the first 8 years of my life I was a basketball player until the beginning of fifth grade when my whole life changed. I walked into the band room with all the confidence a tiny fifth grader could have. There were instruments that were bigger than me like a tuba. Now a days I get run over by bass drums. Could you ever imagine that a bass drum could smash a person? Well until recently, neither did I! My class all got the opportunity to try out an instrument. I blew into the flute mouthpiece the second that it was my turn. A beautiful, pure and whole sound came pouring out. On this day I knew I was in for a rollercoaster.
Years had past and my ability to play had grown. With that I have experienced quite a few struggles. My family is all about sports. Every Christmas you can hear them from a mile away “Turn the TV up! Get out of the way!” It’s all about football, basketball, and baseball. I was not a great athlete but I always got the comments about how tall I am. I respond to that “I know I’m tall, but you do not want to see me try and shoot a basketball.” At one of my games someone gave me a card to a private flute teacher. My mom emailed her that night and lessons began the next week. My seventh grade year was slowly approaching and it was time to decide whether to try out for basketball or not. I kept going …show more content…
A measure is like a mile marker on the road. It just labels parts in the song to go too. I was disappointed afterwards. Walking out sluggish, I didn’t do as well as planned. I went back to school the next day not expecting good news. I sluggishly walked down the hallway to band. I saw my friend whose face lit up like a Christmas tree. She came running to me and wrapped her small and gentle arms around me. “We both made it!” said my friend. I could feel my smile slowly growing across my face. While dropping my backpack on the ground, a flood of relief came upon my worn out
Years had past and my ability to play had grown. With that I have experienced quite a few struggles. My family is all about sports. Every Christmas you can hear them from a mile away “Turn the TV up! Get out of the way!” It’s all about football, basketball, and baseball. I was not a great athlete but I always got the comments about how tall I am. I respond to that “I know I’m tall, but you do not want to see me try and shoot a basketball.” At one of my games someone gave me a card to a private flute teacher. My mom emailed her that night and lessons began the next week. My seventh grade year was slowly approaching and it was time to decide whether to try out for basketball or not. I kept going …show more content…
A measure is like a mile marker on the road. It just labels parts in the song to go too. I was disappointed afterwards. Walking out sluggish, I didn’t do as well as planned. I went back to school the next day not expecting good news. I sluggishly walked down the hallway to band. I saw my friend whose face lit up like a Christmas tree. She came running to me and wrapped her small and gentle arms around me. “We both made it!” said my friend. I could feel my smile slowly growing across my face. While dropping my backpack on the ground, a flood of relief came upon my worn out