Personal Narrative: My Personal Symbols

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Symbols can be thought of as a red sign that indicates to stop, the no smoking sign that means to not smoke in that area, or as something that represents a person. Personal symbols are not thought of frequently. I only thought of my personal symbol because of this essay. Thinking of personal symbols without help is difficult because most people think about their flaws before they think about what they are talented at. I asked for an opinion from my mom and we decided that my personal symbol is a music note. A music note represents me because I love playing instruments and making music. I am able to play four instruments which are the piano, the violin, the clarinet, and the ukulele. I mostly focus on playing the piano and violin now. I play

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