Essay on I Was An After School Club
Later, I walked into the club, proudly displaying my rainbow belt. I saw the jealousy on my friends face. As the year progressed, our teacher had to invent new belts for us, we 'd surpassed all of her previous students.
My mother reminds me all the time about how much I loved that recorder. I brought it everywhere. I played it for everyone I knew. I even brought it into the eyeglass store when my sister went to pick out her new glasses, and played “Amazing Grace” for the owner.
At the end of second grade, my music teacher talked to our grade about joining orchestra. Third grade was when we 'd be able to start playing an instrument in the school ensemble. I saw the instruments, I said to a friend that the cello looked cool. The boy behind me said, "You can 't play that, cello is a boy instrument". I made up my mind right then and there that I was going to play the cello.
We started the year with over 30 students. However, one by one they dropped out because our orchestra teacher scared them away. He was the high school teacher…