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Personal Narrative: Honors Wind Ensemble

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Elbert Hubbard once said that “A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn into glorious success.” In ninth grade, I played trumpet in Concert Band, the slower-paced band class for lower-level musicians, but I made it a goal of mine to make it into Honors Wind Ensemble, an audition-only concert band. I auditioned for Wind Ensemble at the end of ninth grade, but sadly didn’t get in because I was nervous about playing in front of someone. At the end of tenth grade, I thought would be guaranteed a spot for eleventh grade, but my nerves got the best of me again, and I was put in Concert Band for another year. Determined to make it into Wind Ensemble my senior year, I decided that something needed

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