It was the beginning of fifth grade and the start of a brand new year. A clip board goes around and at that very moment without even knowing it, I start the very thing that has become so important to me. Signing that clip board got me an audition to join choir. I was nervous and the only thing that helped was that the audition was singing our school song. I had sung that very song every school day for a little over two years. That is all it took to become a part of something that would be held close to my heart the rest of my life. I remember the first rehearsal. There was nothing but girls in the room. We had already known the instructor pretty well due to the previous years of music classes. She had already been one of my favorite teachers. A roll of toilet paper got passed around. None of us knew what for. The only instructions are to take as many as desired. I take four squares. We then get told that each piece we have we must tell something about ourselves to the group. After that was done, we gradually had a better understanding of all the choir members. We learned some music …show more content…
Concert Choir was my second period class. Like the years before, I looked forward to Mrs. Hudson’s class the most. Mrs. Hudson always asks how our summer went or what we are up to. She begins class with a little music theory and then we warm up our voice. We sing and work on our parts until we get it just right. In my memory, Mrs. Hudson will be of the few that put performing arts classes in my school. Little do people know but we don’t get funds for choir and it is a lot of work to do what she does every day. From picking music, teaching at three different schools, fundraising, festivals, concerts, field trips, and getting us performance ready, she does more than what is expected. I will forever appreciate all she has done and all she had taught me. She is the person who taught me to love music and enjoy every
Thirteen year old “Davis Blaser” , choir student will be explaining the first time she performed for choir.
I was a freshman when I joined this singing contest in my university back home. I chose a song that perfectly fit my genre, and thought it was my best contest piece. I had all my classmates and professors
It is my firm belief that if Mrs. Hess-Bolte didn't love what she did then she wouldn't be doing it. She spends hours hours working with students and even more try to improve herself for the good of the choir. She gives up her free time to help with the musical and, as of the writing of this paper, has just spent five days on a bus touring with students. If she doesn't love what she does then she wouldn't do all the things she does and it is for that reason that she deserves the best teacher
In around the second grade I had just moved schools. Around mid-year we had our school talent show. I really wanted to be in it, but I was still young and I was a little scared. I remember
It doesn’t take a natural disaster or a death to alter the course of your life. It can be as small and simple as a choice—picking a class. My life was changed for the better when, in sixth grade, I chose to join the band. I remember vacillating, nearly in tears, over which instrument to learn before deciding to choose the flute, unaware that this decision would mold me through out my middle school and high school years. Band has taught me valuable life lessons and leadership skills, it has provided me with priceless friendships, and it has fostered a love of music in me. Without band I would not be the person I am today.
My Trombone,spats,ninety degree angles, eight to fives, plumes, and a water bottle. All essential materials and commands that I have learned in my four years of marching band. Excellence, leadership, truth and service. All values that, any marching band veteran can tell you, are learned in this process. Marching band was one of the most trans-formative experiences I've had in my life and helped shaped me into the proud person I am today.
This is only for first term though. Typically there will be a few rehearsals between the end of first term, and Christmas break just to keep up with everything we fixed up to then. Even before Christmas break is over we start “hell week.” This is the first week in January where there is practice every night from 6:00 to 9:00 p.m. Then starting after hell week there are rehearsals every Thursday from 6:00 to 9:00 p.m. for west connection. Compared to high school, middle school show choir practices and rehearsals are slim, yet they do have some similarities.
I walked in and saw nobody I knew. I maybe knew one or two people, which wasn’t reassuring. I didn’t even know them, I had just seen them while I was a 6th grader. A few minutes after the auditions should have started the percussion director called roll to see if who all showed up. And as he called roll I only noticed that there weren't many 8th graders there, maybe eight or so; which was less than the previous year.
Circumstance: Ms. Smalls (CSP) made face to face contact with Ms. Smith (MHS) and Breanna for initial visit.
The next positive defining moment in my education was making the cheerleading team my freshman year. I have been cheerleading my whole life and started when I was just in second grade. My town had a Pop Waner team and I did that every year through elementary school and middle school. My mom was the coach and we even made it to nationals in Disney world in eighth grade placing 7th in the nation. Cheerleading has always been a huge love of mine and has really shaped me into the person I am today. When high school came around I tryout out for the varsity team and made it. This was a huge accomplishment for a freshman and I was very proud of myself.
In the 1560s, an Irish revolt is suppressed and all land is resettled with Englishmen. By 1660, the English are well settled in Ireland and English law is standard.
When I was just fifth-teen years old, I sang for a Columbia football game. It was just before I would perform for the first time at Madison Square Garden, and I needed to gain some "Performer Confidence," as I call it, in order to stand up in front of 22,000 people and sing. I clearly remember arriving to the Columbia Football field with loads of anxiety,and butterflies in my stomach and feet. I made it safely to the gate and said,"Hi, I am today's anthem singer," with a slight smile trying to control my nerves. What I received in return will be something I will never forget as long as I live. It was the compassionate smile of someone who worked at Columbia, instantly calming and securing me without any words spoken. As the sky promised the
Throughout my life I have experienced many events that have changed my perspective on life. From life goals like receiving your first job or learning how to drive, each one is important in its own right. Ever since freshman year I have been a member of the Montour Spartan Marching Band as a flute player, and a lot has happened since the first time we marched onto the football field to perform our halftime show. Because of marching band I’ve learned to deal with and accept change and responsibility.
The Power of the Male Gaze In patriarchal society, the male gaze serves as a reminder of the shortcomings and inadequacy of the female sex. The male gaze as seen in Edith Wharton’s House of Mirth functions as an objective measurement of a woman’s worth and a catalyst for Lily’s downfall. Lily internalizes notions of the male gaze and attempts to emulate the ideal feminine archetype. However, the fragility of her social standing is exposed due to the overwhelming influence of the male gaze.
In my choral class no one would point out flaws Instead, they would help guide you to the correct path. Throughout high school, I never heard anyone in that class say “you're doing that wrong or that's not how you do it.” Instead, they would tell them “you're a little off, but you're getting there keep trying” and they would show them the correct tone or pitch so they wouldn't stand out during our performances when It came to my classmates I knew I could count on them to help anyone with their