The screeching of my violin echoed off the wall as I struggled to play Mendelssohn's concerto in E minor. The double stops that were meant to flow in harmony came out in a jumbled mass of notes indistinguishable from the shriek of a dying cow. I whimpered as these terrible sounds emitted out of my violin, and threw my violin down in defeat. I slowly tilted my head towards the clock, a terrifying reminder that my addition was only 10 min away. I gathered up my music, and ambled away from the empty practice room to where my judge would listen to my audition. A tearful boy my age brushed past me. He exited the room I was heading for, room 218. It sent a shiver down my spine thinking it was an omen for things to come. When I entered the room,
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I was surprised as I had fairly accurate intonation, for from perfect, but better than my miserable performance in the practice room. Then I saw it coming: a trio of notes, going all the way up to the 11th position of …show more content…
My heart nearly stopped when I thought about the possible outcomes of joining the orchestra. It was a state orchestra, where people of all areas competed for the limited seats. Furthermore, the minimum age requirement was 12, which I was at the time. I’ve heard tales of people getting kicked out before due to lack of skill (from parent gossip), and it certainly didn't sound fun. Even if I did manage to stay in for more than one day, I might be ridiculed by kids who have won various musical competitions. Still my worst fear was letting down my parents. I had put so much hope into them, if I struggle to keep up with the orchestra or even get kicked out, they would be heartbroken. I sat on the couch staring at the acceptance paper wondering if it had opened up a new opportunity for me to rise, or an even bigger chance to
I was surprised as I had fairly accurate intonation, for from perfect, but better than my miserable performance in the practice room. Then I saw it coming: a trio of notes, going all the way up to the 11th position of …show more content…
My heart nearly stopped when I thought about the possible outcomes of joining the orchestra. It was a state orchestra, where people of all areas competed for the limited seats. Furthermore, the minimum age requirement was 12, which I was at the time. I’ve heard tales of people getting kicked out before due to lack of skill (from parent gossip), and it certainly didn't sound fun. Even if I did manage to stay in for more than one day, I might be ridiculed by kids who have won various musical competitions. Still my worst fear was letting down my parents. I had put so much hope into them, if I struggle to keep up with the orchestra or even get kicked out, they would be heartbroken. I sat on the couch staring at the acceptance paper wondering if it had opened up a new opportunity for me to rise, or an even bigger chance to