There are a million things that have happened to me. One of the coolest is this: I’m from Rochester Illinois. Rochester has an amazing program that I’ve wanted to be in since 5th grade. It was four long years before I got my opportunity to be in that program, but I got my chance, and I wanted to capitalize on it.
The program I really wanted to be in was the Madrigals. There are a lot of people that try out for it, and not that many get in. The year before I was a Freshman, there was only one Freshman that made it. You can understand that I was nervous when it came time for me to try out. Everyone who was trying out gathered in our choir room. Our choir room can hold a lot of people, and it felt like it was about to burst with people. Our choir director, Mr. Spear, is a rather short man with fiery red hair. “We’re going to call 1 person from each section at a time, and then we’re going to call some people back tomorrow that we think we need to hear more from.” he said.
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Spear had said he was going to post a list of who made the Madrigals at around 6:00. In 7th grade I tried out for the basketball team but didn’t make it. This made me so anxious I just could not wait, so I checked at around 5:30. No list was up. Again at 5:45 I checked. There was no list. I was getting so anxious my palms were sweating. I checked yet again at 6:00 and there was still no list. Suddenly there were small rivers in my hands. For the last time I checked at 6:15 and the list was up. I took a breath as deep as the Pacific Ocean. I clicked on the link, and in the seeming eternity it took for the page to load, the rivers that had been in my palms before grew into oceans. I looked down the list. I didn’t see my name yet. My last name starts with, a C it shouldn’t be this far down! Oh wait! There it is! Yes! My hands, now bone dry, were thrown a mile into the air. I danced all alone in my living room for minutes in a row. Now I need to go tell my
The program I really wanted to be in was the Madrigals. There are a lot of people that try out for it, and not that many get in. The year before I was a Freshman, there was only one Freshman that made it. You can understand that I was nervous when it came time for me to try out. Everyone who was trying out gathered in our choir room. Our choir room can hold a lot of people, and it felt like it was about to burst with people. Our choir director, Mr. Spear, is a rather short man with fiery red hair. “We’re going to call 1 person from each section at a time, and then we’re going to call some people back tomorrow that we think we need to hear more from.” he said.
I’ve decided …show more content…
Spear had said he was going to post a list of who made the Madrigals at around 6:00. In 7th grade I tried out for the basketball team but didn’t make it. This made me so anxious I just could not wait, so I checked at around 5:30. No list was up. Again at 5:45 I checked. There was no list. I was getting so anxious my palms were sweating. I checked yet again at 6:00 and there was still no list. Suddenly there were small rivers in my hands. For the last time I checked at 6:15 and the list was up. I took a breath as deep as the Pacific Ocean. I clicked on the link, and in the seeming eternity it took for the page to load, the rivers that had been in my palms before grew into oceans. I looked down the list. I didn’t see my name yet. My last name starts with, a C it shouldn’t be this far down! Oh wait! There it is! Yes! My hands, now bone dry, were thrown a mile into the air. I danced all alone in my living room for minutes in a row. Now I need to go tell my