Narrative Essay On The Soloist

We filed onto the risers, our stage, and my choir director started talking to the choir, and then the other soloist in the choir and I sang for the night. As I and the other soloist made sure to frantically flip through the solos to attempt to make sure we remembered the lines, the red looming curtains opened. The distant stage lights were shining down upon me and the rest of my group of singers with hundreds of judging eyes of parents, friends, teachers, and other important people. The pressure was on us; we represented our school and the abilities of our choir. The lights’ heat pounding upon us in our choir dress shirts felt as if the sun were right in front of us beating down upon us. My friends and I intensely looked over our choir folders trying …show more content…
This song was our choirs favorite so all of my fellow choir members were focused on the crowd singing the best they could and putting every emotion into this sole song. As our director signaled as half of the song passed me and the other soloist stepped forward so the harsh intense auditorium lights fell upon us. As the piano led me in I fixed the mic to my height and despite how nervous and scared I was, I began to sing my solo the best I could, I was doing it, it felt as if I didn’t need to know the words it felt as if they were within me and I had always known them as they spilt out of my body and into the microphone. As my solo drew to a close and the other soloist began his I knew I had done well and I knew my first choir concert was a success and I also knew that choir was a deep love that I would continue to gravitate towards for the rest of my middle and high school life. Before I knew it the song was over and the crowd applauded as our director smiled at us signaling a job well done as he turned and bowed towards the crowd. As we filed off of the risers heard a roar of applause behind us. Despite any doubts I had, I had completed my first