Personal Narrative: When Words Fail, Music Speak

When Words Fail, Music Speaks
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness. -Maya Angelou.
During my 6th grade year, I sparked an interest in the music world. I had attended a football game in which my brother played. It was my first time being at one of these games so when halftime was announced, I did not know what to expect. The band took their place on the field and started to play piece after piece. I was fascinated with how one stuck to a certain instrument and played it with ease. After the final song, they received a round of applause and headed back towards the stand. Throughout the rest of the game I was no longer to focus on the game that was taken place before me. I was intrigued
I wanted to be like all my other friends and play the clarinet, but instead I was chosen to play the flute. I did not understand at first why Mr. Peirce wanted me to play the flute, I thought it was complicated and would be difficult to function. We started by fingering and playing one note at a time repeatedly until each note was well played. Next, we started playing notes together to make sure we knew how to go from one to the other smoothly. Lastly, we learned scales, also known as playing the letters of the staff up then down. Soon after having these lessons of learning how to finger the notes and how to correctly blow in my mouth piece, I realized it was much easier then it looked. After a year, I was moved into the high school band. There were a small number of flutes, so we had to play very loud. We started by learning small songs. By playing a new song every day, I started to memorize the keys which made playing much easier. As the months passed Mr. Peirce placed a music piece in front of us known as “Bella’s Lullaby”. I was then ecstatic! Bella’s Lullaby was the piece played in one of my favorite movies, Twilight. It took us weeks to learn and another to perfect. After learning the piece I finally knew what it felt like to hear music speak. The piece was full of emotion including a lot of crescendo and decrescendo. Meanwhile, after finishing the song, Mr. Peirce thought that it should be played amongst an audience. We were to invite all our family and friends to what we called a concert. After playing the piece, along with other small pieces that we learned, we were given a round of applause. That night, Mr. Peirce awarded me with the “Most Improved