Personal Narrative: Band Analysis

Swimming through the Notes I can remember the day in fifth grade band sitting at the long, gray percussion tables listening to our band director teach “If You’re Happy and You Know It.” Staring off into space because I already knew how to play it for a few months, I could vaguely hear Mrs. Tripi’s voice telling the flutes to watch for A flats and reminding the trumpets that B flat is first valve. As I waited patiently for the rest of the band to finally pick up on the well-known melody, I sat thinking of how boring the class was starting to become. I could already read music. I could already play scales, and I could already play multiple percussion rudiments. After mouthing some words to my best friend, Miranda, up in the flute row, Mrs. Tripi was ready to start something new. While explaining the game, she told us to stand up. We played the song multiple times, starting slow and gradually increasing the speed each time. Once someone could not keep up with the tempo, they sat down. When one person was left standing, they were declared the winner. ‘Would the winner receive a prize?’ I thought in my eleven year old mind. Even though I wanted to win, I really did not care because band was finally becoming exciting. My first involvement in an activity began when I was six at the Warren Olympic Club. I never showed interest in playing a certain sport, so my parents signed me up to join …show more content…
“You don’t want to touch it.” I never forgot those words and hardly ever touched the edge again that year. As Coach Mike continued to coach me throughout the rest of the season, I realized how much I really like swimming. At the first meet, after swimming a long twenty-five meters or one lap, I was exhausted. After getting out, a young lady handed me a multi-colored ribbon. I now know that all kids in the eight and under bracket got one after every race, but at the time it made me feel special and want to continue