Personal Narrative: Violi Violin

I remember the first time that I picked up a violin. The sounds that came out probably couldn't qualify as notes, much less music. That was in third grade, and I was almost totally unaccustomed to being challenged. Confused at the thought of failure, I told myself that if I practiced for a few weeks, then I would sound amazing, but even after weeks of practicing I still sounded like a dying squirrel. That was the first thing I’d tried that I wasn't sure if I could succeed at. I was tempted to quit so that I wouldn't have to worry about failing, but something stopped me, and instead I promised myself that I would practice until I could play perfectly.
Now I’m in eighth grade, and I know that that promise is unreachable, but it still guides me every time that I practice, it reminds me that the challenging things are worth it, and how if I had given up on that day I would not be the person I am now. …show more content…
It gives me something to look forward to, and the feeling of playing a six or seven page sonata that I’ve been practicing for months and months all the way through is, in my opinion, one of the best feelings in the world. I won’t deny that at times I’ve wanted to stop, and I’ve seriously contemplated throwing all of my music into a fire, but practicing makes me happy, and I know that I could never give it up.
Music has influenced my life in more ways than I could count. If I had given up when I started playing, I wouldn't have met some of my best friends, I wouldn't be as willing to take on difficult challenges, I wouldn't have had as many opportunities as I've been fortunate enough to have, and I wouldn’t be nearly as successful as I am now. Violin reminds me that without the hard things I wouldn’t be who I am