I did not realize my potential as a young scholar; in doing so, I set myself back academically. My priorities were set on understanding the hectic schedule instead of the vigorous goals that I have now. As a fourteen year-old in freshman year, my standards were set lower for myself since I was unorganized and lost majority of the time. I lacked skills in time-management and multitasking; skills which I practiced and perfected through my school’s use of the modular schedule.
, I believe that joining the band it would have helped me come out of my shell also. Also by joining the band I would have made relationships with people that ordinarily I would not be friends with, and have a club that I could have participated in for the past seven years, through out my middle school and high school
While I do not consider it a failure now at the time I was definitely frustrated with myself and considered it a failure. When I had to repeat my junior year I was mad at myself for not be able to complete the school year. As time went on I was able to focus on the positives in the situation and I was able to finally accept that I was not prepared for my senior year both emotionally and academically considering I missed so much school. If I did continue on to senior year I would not have been close to prepared as I am now for college. I ended up repeating my junior year due to the fact that I missed close to two-thirds of school due to a medical condition.
“Sarah Nowak -- Scenic Artist” I have always been a follower, whether it be because I was afraid of screwing up and everyone blaming me, or just not wanting the responsibility; I do not know. That changed, however, when I joined my school’s theatre program as a set painter. I began there as a follower, too. Suddenly, for the second winter show, there were no leaders available for paint crew, so I became one. That was my first taste of leadership.
As a young aspiring musician in middle school, I wanted to start a band desperately. Instead, I was known as Emerson Middle School 's’ music freak. I posted flyers in businesses around my hometown and online ads. I wanted to be like Amy Lee from Evanescence terribly, but my taste in music was different than most people. When my fellow classmates heard about my compositions and ideas, they thought it was a joke.
When I first started Unity high school I was nervous high school was going to be rough and hard to make friends but I 've been enjoying high school so far in freshman year. The biggest fear for me in high school was that there were going to be little bit of people to hang out with. This freshman year I have not joined any clubs but sophomore year I would consider joining clubs. This freshman year I don 't think I 've changed much from middle school
When 6th grade came, I transferred into a Baltimore City Public School since I really wasn’t getting the education I needed at the private school. It was still rough not fitting it. I thought that becoming like the other kids would make me happy, but I was learning new things everyday and I realized in high school that being the outcast is better than being like everyone else. The journey I dealt with in high school was very emotionally tough and life changing.
When this problem occurred , I felt like there was nothing I can do. The problem was that I have had a hard time going out there to make friends. Because since I was little I only had one friend who would hang out with me in school. Then, the years went by she left me in this other group. When that occurred,I felt really depressed.
My eighth grade year I decided to switch from flute to trombone. I played flute for four years before I decided I didn't want to march flute that year and since we had one trombones in the band and need more. I ask my band director if I could switch he said no. With a lot of going back and forth, finally he said yes, but I had to meet after school on Monday for help.
With or without an instrument in my hands, I tend to find myself stuck in the background noise. As an underclassman in high school, I kept to myself, hesitant to put myself out in the open and take risks. Low risk meant safety and comfort; however, the monotony of my initial high schools years mustered up madness in my mind. Change loomed. This past year alone, I’ve participated in class dance-offs, played Powder Puff volleyball, camped out on the football field for band camp, and so much more, all of which being new experiences and emulating my decision to challenge myself with a baritone
It all came down to this. All of the long hours of hard work, all leading up to this one final practice. Next Saturday the Liberty High School Marching Band would be competing at the FootHill Band Review and every member had to give it their all if we wanted to have a successful practice. It was a brisk October night, the leaves on the trees were turning a beautiful auburn, and the sun disappearing into a golden sea behind Mount Diablo. As we got into our formation in the parking, I felt the brass slowly turning my hands numb as I held my trumpet.