Personal Narrative: The Fresh Beat Band

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Ever since I was a kid, I always found a rhythm on things. Whenever I heard the heartbeat from a toy heart that my teacher had in her classroom, in my head I always added an extra beat to it, always turned it into something musical. I always thought it was because I used to watch the Nickelodeon kids show called “The Fresh Beat Band” every single day when I got home from school, so I let slide. I knew that wasn’t the real reason because it didn’t feel like it was, but I never looked deep into my abilities, never did anything with it no matter how big it was and no matter how it would change my life. At that time I thought I was a waste of talent because whenever I realized I was good at something I never really did anything about it, until one day.

It all began when I was in the first grade. I was in the middle of English class and keep in mind that at this time, I had just came from the Dominican
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So I continued to scroll through the menu until I saw a program playing called “Drumline”. I knew what the word drum was because I saw a picture of one on the alphabet line that my teacher had on the wall, so I went right ahead and clicked it. It turned out to be a movie and not a TV show, I found that kind of cool because the only channels that we had available in the house were only channels that broadcasted TV shows like telenovelas and not movies, Drumline became the very first movie I ever saw here in the United States. When the movie came on my eyes popped wide open with amazement. The scene that came on was when one of the younger drummer was in the middle of having some sort of drum battle with one of his coach, and that scene right there is what got my hooked to the

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