Love Music : A Story Of Love And Music

Then my mom went home and we took pictures for our protime. Of course I looked like crap because I was crying two minutes before we took the pictures. Then we went out of the class and went to second period, and I had ELA. I went in and saw where we were supposed to sit, so I went and sat there. There was this kid named Derek Olsen in the same class. So the teacher talked about class procedures and then the class was over. Then Derek came up to me and we started talking.

8th grade. The last year at Ross Middle School. Being retrospective on past years has me thinking of my many accomplishments, and many fails I’ve had. From getting very good grades to the embarrassing moments. All the time I wish I was still in elementary school.

On the first day of the second year of fifth grade. It was horrible everyone new people from when they were in fourth grade . I felt all alone in a corner. I knew no one ,then the teacher comes up . She said " Hi I will be your teacher this year". I said " Hi I will be one of your students this year".

The next day was game day we all stayed in the same hotel so we all eat breakfast. I was quarterback so I had the most pressure on me. The football players left on the bus and went down there when we got there there was so many people there. I had butterflies in my stomach so, bad there was 3 hours before the game.

I got off the bus in a hurry to get some fresh air because that bus was filled with New York air. I saw the field that we were going to play on and we slowly walked up to the field. All of us were nervous to put on a show. We all had butterflies in our stomachs.

One day in 7th grade at 6th block it was almost time for Eogs to begin actually they were the following monday and i was talking to natalie.Mr.Clark was talking about something that really bored me ,so talking to natalie was pretty much my only option.I really should of payed attention but you know it was almost the end of the year and no one really payed attention.He wanted us to take notes so i pulled out a bunch of paper.Everybody kept asking me for paper so i got very annoyed.

We had all gotten ready for practice and coach told us we were going to go on a trail run. We loved trail runs because coach didn’t care how fast or slow we ran . we all loaded the bus so we could drive there I decided to sit with

It was the day of Thanksgiving, we were going to my grandma and grandpa’s house. When we arrived there, the food wasn’t quite done, but the smell of the turkey, potatoes, and the rest of the food was so good. My cousins were sitting in the living room, with my uncle, watching football. I went out in the living room with them, and played on my phone, till the food was done.

I was in fourth grade and we had to be at Kaneland McDole Elementary by 6 a.m. to get on the buses by 6:15. My parents drove me to school, I was happy to go on the spring field trip. When I walked in I saw the two of the people in my group, I instantly went to talk to Ethan, Ethan is one of my school friends.

Instantly I was heading off to school and sat with Chase Moller. He was his friendly self and we messed around. When we got to school we went on the playground of moldy yet hard tire chips. We played kickball, you know kid stuff. Soon we had to go inside and get ready for class. Chase and I part our ways and I got right to my table and did some work. When everyone was finished it was time to go to art everyone was happy but bored when we walked through the wide and dreary hallway to art and we all head in.We entered the art room and the class found their seats. We started to paint like It was going on forever. Soon couldn’t contain our boredom

The Myth of Music Analysis The poem, “The Myth of Music,” was written to show people the value of family and paternal love, through Rachel M. Harper’s point of view of music. She employs imagery by describing the people and music in her family, form by using run on sentences as syntax, and tone of reminiscence to convey the relationship between music and her complex memories of her family. Her effective use of diction, shifts, structure, and details is weaved through the poem and, they strengthen her message. Harper’s word choice shows music was an important part of her memories of her family.

Third grade, a year, most of us don't recall. A year too inadequate for our young brains to recollect every moment in great detail -- especially when far more memorable events exist in life. However, there is one memory that took place during recess in third grade. I will never forget

It happened in P.E. We had class outdoors, enjoying the last few days of summer weather. I was standing on the football field watching the rest of the team race. Half of them had another player on their shoulders. Other students sat on the bleachers and under the shade of nearby trees. It was the last class of the day, and the coach let us chill out.

Mr. Bissett was the reason I fell in love with music. He taught me to appreciate and understand the beauty behind it. I wouldn’t be the person I am today because of him. Mr. Cuellar introduced me to a humble lifestyle. He taught me to surpass expectations and to work hard to be where I want to be. Band was the best beacause of the directors and what each of them taught me. I will forever be grateful to

The definition of music is very different to many people. Some say that music is the arrangement of sound and silence. Others like myself say music is that and much more. Music is an aural form of art that is used to express emotion and touch the hearts of the listener through the use of phrasing, dynamics, style and tone color. Music is a very universal art form.