Personal Narrative: Rock And Roll

“Are you sure this is the one you’d like?” my father asked me. Little did I know how much happiness this saxophone would bring me. I still remember walking into the sweltering upper school cafeteria awaiting to choose the instrument of my choosing. I saw all of the new, shiny instruments but only one instrument jumped out to me, the alto saxophone. It might be all of the pearly, white buttons or the shiny, metallic gold finish but this instrument was for me. As soon as I laid my eyes on it I knew I had to have it. How was I supposed to know that in the coming years, I would grow as a person and develop into a tenor saxophone player for MHS?

I have loved music since I was born, it has always been there for me. Although I love all genre of music my favorite has to be country music. You can interpret so much from one verse of music. From kindergarten to fourth grade I was in the school talent show singing. I loved getting on that stage and showing people what I could do.

I found relaxing bamboo flute music on YouTube when I was doing bad in school. This soothing flute music helped me to control all my built up energy. I feel like this music helped me to concentrate and it also helped me focus. It was during the middle of freshman year I realized that I had a lot of trouble concentrating so I looked up relaxing music. Once I heard the bamboo flute I felt it calm me down. Like when I listen to this music I can concentrate better. When ever I am upset or angry I put this song on and my feelings just go away, it's like the music puts me into a dreamland. Growing up I always would have a hard to paying attention and concentrating but when I heard the bamboo flute I felt like it changed me.

No sooner than we came back with the drinks than one guy who I found was named Dan pulled out a baggie and rolled a couple of big joints. Those were passed around and it seemed like Jazz always had one in her hand as the guys kept passing them to her.

Soon after I had arrived at St. Timothy’s, Reverend Fran introduced me to the incumbent choir leader, Barb Knotts, and her husband Frank who was a Parish Councilor. I was hoping Barb would help me usher the choir through the upcoming reforms; however, both she and Frank were about to go on a two month vacation at their lakeside cottage. Until she returned home I had to work alone.

I love to fish it is really fun. It is 1:00. I grab my fishing poles and my fishing bag. I get an my bike and ride down to my pound. Throw some bread on my hook and cast it out there. My brother said to bait the water so I threw some bread in. All the fish were eating the bread. The bobber twitched a couple times. I set the hook the fish is on the hook. I get the fish on land grab the fish get it unhooked. Then I cut its gills and it dies.My brother said eiw thats grose. Then i wash it off in the water.Then i cut the bluegill into three pieces.When i cut the guts The fish eat the bluegill just for the guts so I put a piece of bluegill on the hook and guts and cast it out. My hands smelled like fish they felt all slimey and they

My musical tastes is always constantly changing. When I was about twelve, my favorite genre was country. I would only listen to it unless I was with somebody else who controlled the radio. I knew the songs and the artist in the back of my hand at the time. When I entered in high school, my musical taste change, and I started to listen to pop music. I still like country, but I listen to more pop music also. My musical tastes continue with pop and country until my junior year of high school when I went back to only listening to country music. Country music has now started to change where it is not the same type of music I enjoyed listening to. Middle of my senior year, I started listening to K-Love (contemporary Christian), and I enjoyed it

The speakers were blaring AC/DC’s “For Those About to Rock”, my hands saluting in the air, I was headed to bear lake in my car and was well. Then it happened. A full 900 degree barrel, on the interstate going 80mph. So there I was sitting on the interstate, in the dark, upside-down in my car. The cause of this crash was a simple fluke. My right tire was not inflated and it popped. So when I hit the brakes my car dug into the road and flipped. At this point in my life I had never had something that dramatic happen. For the next week and a half I found glass, in crevices it should never be found.

There comes a time in everyone’s life when there is a fork in the road and we must

We human beings are all works of art. Every experience that we have is a new stroke of paint to our canvas. The things that influence us do the same. I am not a completed work of art, but I can show my progress of what makes me. I am influenced by the media, my teachers, and the neighborhoods I lived in. Now here is the showing of my work.

My band director, Mr. Schmitt, always preached to us before the week of a competition that, “pressure and time turn coal into diamonds,” and this idea has established an admirable atmosphere that has created the diligent and determined person I am today. Band is a bizarre, dissimilar group of people that would never seem to get along due to drastic differences between one another. However, no matter what grade or section someone is in, everyone in the band loves music and we work towards success not only for ourselves but for each other. During my high school career, band has taken me 5,000 miles to Honolulu, Hawaii where we played in the 2014 Pearl Harbor Parade and in 2017, we played in the infamous Carnegie Hall in New York City. Consequently,

Jokes aside, Thank u for your voice, your music and for beinf such a safe haven, your songs calm me down when I' stressed and cheer me up when I'm sad; u make me laugh with silly things u say and the stories u share (that it's a big acomplishment, I'm telling u). U said once that u hoped ur music didn' t only bring sadness to people and I can garantee u that it doesnt.

Every time I go to a concert, I experience a feeling which is almost indescribable, as if no other moment matters and the musician is playing to me alone as they capture all of my emotions in one set. When i went to see The 1975 recently, this was exactly the feeling I was exposed to. Even as The 1975 progressively get a larger and larger following, you still get the feeling of seeing a small garage band. Although they have the feel of a smaller band, the setup of the stage and the aesthetics of the show will completely amaze anybody who sees them. Each song throws you headfirst into a new world, with stunning color schemes complimenting even more stunning lyrics. However, if you're looking for a concert that you can go wild at, this isn't

When it was 11:50 Jazz and I went to my Range Rover and got inside the car. Jazz had to drive my car back to the hotel because I sprained my ankle making me too “disabled” to drive a car. God, spraining my ankle has a lot of setbacks, I might even die in my car sine Jazz is driving, I thought to myself. After reaching the hotel without dying, we went to the auditorium to find that it was almost full yet we managed to find two seats next to each other in the fifth row.

What kind of name is Princess Ja’Nai Farkhanda Ibinah “DVS” Abdul-Wajibul Lavender (pronounced Juh-Nā-Ya , Fuh- Con- Da, Devious, Wa- Gee- Boo)? It’s a unique name and it happens to be mine. It has been mispronounced, the butt of many jokes, even a bullying tool, but most importantly it is the perfect name for me, because its meaning is true to my life and personality.