Personal Narrative Essay: Moving To A New School

“Why is she so quiet?” “Why does she not talk? Growing up I was a very shy girl, very nervous to talk to anyone. I was the person who would keep their thoughts to their-self.
I was very timid and to make matters worse I move to a new school sixth grade.Heart racing, legs shaking, hands sweating, I did not know what to expect during this school changes. I was the kid that would always be alone at recess. I was the kid who did not have a partner in group assignments. I was the kid who timid and diffident.Yes, I made friends, but in reality I was the person who would listen, but not respond. It was like if a person was talking to a wall because I simply did not know what to say in return. Being shy was tough because it prohibited me to do
I joined beginners choir as an elective not knowing what to expect. The choir teacher had said, “ We will perform at four concerts this year.” My heart dropped instantly. I had no idea but to think, “Will I faint?” “Will I cry?” “Will my legs shake until they break?” I did not worry too much because I knew she was probably going to put me at the back of the choir. Oppositely, She had put me right in the front and right in the middle. It was our turn to perform at the choir concert. Walking towards my spot I was trying to keep it together. The choir teacher had directed us to start. Heart racing, legs shaking,hands sweating, it was time to perform. The lights shun very bright glowingly into my pale white skin.I sung very nervously that I could not even move my mouth to sing. My mouth was as stiff as a coconut. I performed at many choir concerts ninth grade year. By my junior year I had made it to the top choir. I had not only gained confidence singing in front of people, but i also gained self confidence within
I was still a shy girl at this moment so I did not want to perform at orchestra concerts either. I have a passion for music, so whatever it takes to get better I will do it. After performing at many concerts I had gained self-assurance. I starting talking more and socializing with people more. Furthermore, I had played my bass guitar at church. My church choir director had a band of his own, so he invited me to be part of his band. He said we would be performing in many large stages. I was ready to take on the challenge.We practiced for many hours every week. It was finally my first time to perform with my band. My needs started shaking, but I did not simply let my nervousness get the best of me. Every note that I played was as if it meant meaningful words.The band has made me less shy by performing in many stages. I am not the shy girl as I uses to be. They were not just band mates or great friends, but a huge family to