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Personal Narrative: How Adam Lynskey Changed My Life
I had moved several times before coming to Southwest Licking school. Before starting my fifth-grade year, my family moved to Granville to take advantage of a smaller school in a family oriented community. Despite being new to the school. I decided to try something new and out of my comfort zone- I joined the Taiko Drum group. This experience would foster discipline, commitment, and my love music. Little did I know how this one move would change my life over the next few years.
I decided to continue in the band at Watkins Middle school. The first instrument I attempted was the clarinet and trumpet. Although I enjoyed the clarinet, the trumpet would be my first musical love. Not only did the discovery of instruments drive me to stay with music, but our directors did too. Adam Lynskey changed my life. Lynskey was driven and passionate about the music all of his students played for anyone. This was his main driving force even when he was teaching his students were preparing for a contest in may or the middle of September. With this marching band came rather quickly. Yes, the years of Lynskey I had
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Someone reading this might be like wow what a cliched person. Because he wants to go into psyc.: however, I want to go into music therapy. The field draws from my two loves music and psychology. My listening skills have been improving so much since sophomore year. People have come to me just to talk and let things they have built up in them out. I have helped people deal with depression and other multitudes of mental disorders. The aforementioned depression is a very common thing people have come to me to talk about. I am one to believe that you can’t look a person the same once you know the real them. An example of this is my best friend Sarah Abram who I’ve known for a very long time. She trust me with what I have to say and the same goes for me from what she tells

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